The decline of students

I'm a teacher at Taichung Junior High School, teaching English. As a teacher, besides teaching, I'm always incredibly busy with class management and administrative duties. Despite this, love is still a vital part of my life. Thanks to my boyfriend's thoughtfulness, I've always managed to maintain a balance between love and work, something I'm very proud of.

Some of my students are academically excellent, while others are the kind of "bad students" I just can't understand. But no matter how bad they are, they still outwardly respect a dedicated teacher like me. I believe that even with poor grades, as long as they don't cause trouble in class, they can be considered good students.

That afternoon, I was teaching my class as usual. I punished one student, Jiang Yaoxin, for not bringing his textbook, making him stand facing the wall. He's a very smart and well-behaved child; as far as I remember, he hadn't brought his textbook for three days. In a child's development, any mistake can be a warning sign. I asked him to come to my office after class.

"Have you been having any problems lately?" I looked at him, who was sitting awkwardly in my office seat.

"No," he said, his innocent face fixed on me.

"No? You haven't brought your textbooks for three days." My tone became slightly harsher.

"Teacher, I'm sorry." This time, his innocent face looked towards the floor.

I sighed.

"Teacher hopes you'll tell the truth. Your grades are so good; this distracted state isn't like you." I sipped some coffee from my desk.

"These past few days… I… my girlfriend broke up with me…" Hearing this, I spat out my coffee.

"How old are you? You have a girlfriend?" Am I teaching a second-year junior high student? How can he be so precocious?

"I'm sorry… I made you worry, teacher." He looked towards the floor again.

"Which girl is so ungrateful? Tell me?" I asked curiously, opening my eyes.

He shook his head, refusing to answer. I then threatened to call his parents to the school as a threat, forcing him to tell me. Good students are most afraid of their parents finding out about their school life, so under my threat, he finally gave in.

"It's Zhang Xinci from the next class." I recognized the name.

I cleared my throat and started thinking about how to comfort him, but it was almost time to leave work.

"How about this, starting tomorrow, every morning you buy me a cup of coffee and bring it to my office. Remember, no sugar, a warm Americano, okay?" He nodded in agreement, and I let him leave.

I never imagined that what happened next would plunge me from heaven to hell.

The next morning, sure enough, a warm, unsweetened Americano was on my desk. Overjoyed, I also wondered if I should keep it a secret for Yao Xin, so his parents wouldn't know. Yes, he's a good kid; a little guidance should be enough, right? After all, student relationships usually involve holding hands at most, and besides, they've already broken up. There shouldn't be any need to worry about students' relationships after a breakup.

What exactly is teaching all about? Do good students not need much guidance? Should student relationships be forbidden? Isn't dating also part of education? Didn't the health education course in first grade distinguish the differences between men and women and teach us to respect each other? Isn't dating also about respecting your own feelings and the feelings of your partner? Thinking about this, I suddenly felt that my thoughts and ideas were in line with the times, and I didn't feel old anymore.

As I thought about this, I stamped the official document in my hand with my official seal, and finished the coffee that Yao Xin had given me.

After getting up, I planned to go to the women's restroom to tidy myself up. When I got to the mirror, I carefully examined myself. For some reason, I felt a strange change in my body. A familiar feeling washed over my sensitive lower body. My vagina started to get wet and secreted vaginal fluid. I was stunned. What was going on? As I was thinking about the reason, a warm current flowed from my vagina, through my pelvis, and reached my spinal cord...

"Hmm~ Ah~" I actually moaned to myself. I instinctively hid in the restroom, afraid that the students who had arrived at school early to clean would see this embarrassing scene.

I untied my skirt and found that my underwear was already wet. At this moment, I was confused. What was going on? "Youmin..." I suddenly called out my boyfriend's name. I suddenly missed him terribly and wanted to see him immediately. "What should I... umm... umm... ah... what should I... umm..." I unconsciously began to drift into a daze.

At that moment, I heard footsteps outside the door. The only sounds around me were my frantically racing heartbeat and the footsteps outside. I covered my mouth, afraid the person outside would hear my moans, and constantly suppressed my damn physical reactions—reactions I should only have when I'm with my boyfriend.

Why... is... this...?

The door opened, and I was stunned by the answer. Before me sat a disheveled figure on the toilet, my black pencil skirt slumped on the floor. This sight, arousing male lust, was that of my good student, Yao Xin.

"You... you... umm... what are you doing... ah..." He quickly gestured for me to be quiet, picked up his phone with his left hand, and with a bang, started recording.

"Teacher, don't make a sound," he whispered.

"Speak up, and I'll put this video online." The threatening words came from his innocent face.

"You, uh-huh~ what do you want to do?" I couldn't control myself anymore. A surge of heat rushed through my pelvis, and I felt a pang of sadness that it wasn't my boyfriend standing in front of me.

"I'm here to save you," an evil smile spread across his face.

"What are you... ah-huh~ what are you saying?" The words "I need the pleasure of sex" suddenly flashed through my mind.

"I put a special date rape drug in your coffee." He said, pulling down his sweatpants as he spoke. I moaned beside him, my lower body twitching intermittently.

"This drug's effects last for 8 hours, which means you won't be able to lecture your students today." He pulled down his boxer shorts, revealing his still-erect penis.

"I want the antidote, oh... I need the antidote!" I pleaded with my last shred of reason, but my body couldn't help but press against him, my hands resting on his legs.

"Antidote? How can you feel that thing?" He raised his long rod.

"Touch it." My body felt like it wasn't mine anymore, yielding to his demands, my right hand teasing it.

"The antidote is my semen." Yes, the antidote was Yao Xin's semen. I couldn't help but repeat it in my mind. "It's still soft now, you need to find a way to make it hard to find relief." The heat continued in my lower body, not only not leaving but spreading and burning.

I can't wait for you anymore, Youmin, save me, Youmin, forgive me, Youmin, if you think I'm dirty, give up on me. My mind was filled with countless struggles, but my mouth had already begun to lick Yao Xin's long rod without hesitation.

I kept rubbing Yao Xin's long penis with my right hand, licking it as I moistened the glans and clitoris with my tongue, then kissed it with my lips, slowly letting it enter my mouth. Then I let the head of the penis slide over the glans, licking the clitoris, and exhaling into it. My right hand continued rubbing, and I smiled as if I were tasting delicious candy, like a wanton woman, looking at Yao Xin with eyes that craved more of his body. This naughty boy, Teacher wants it, wants you to get your penis erect.

"Ah... Teacher, you, ah..." Yao Xin also began to moan, but not from the drug, but from my lustful arousal. I held his penis and began to moisten it with my tongue, and then it became erect. I then moistened his testicles with my saliva.

"Hmm...ah, hmm hmm hmm, hmm hmm hmm," I cursed my own weakness inwardly, but seeing its erection brought me joy. Yao Xin turned her face to the side, closing her eyes to enjoy it, her hands unconsciously pressing down on my head, finally even pushing the glans deep into my throat, making me feel nauseous.

"Cough cough hmm hmm hmm," despite choking and coughing until I cried, I still shamelessly lay the long rod still.

"Teacher's oral skills are so good, so amazing," it said, as if praising an animal's beauty.

But I felt so nauseous. After the nausea came another spasm.

"So humph, so disgusting, ahh hmm hmm," my reason regained a little consciousness, but I still couldn't escape the torment of lust.

"Disgusted? I didn't force you, did I?" Yao Xin's erect rod was like a beast about to ravage a fragile animal.

"Teacher, you're such a slut, wearing light purple lace panties." He approached my left side, stroking my thigh with his left hand. "Such delicate skin, teacher, you take such good care of yourself~" I gripped his wrist tightly with both hands. "Don't you want me to touch you?" I shook my head. 'Touch me, hmm, ah, caress me, hmm, hmm' My convulsing body and involuntary moans had become my body's interjections. Now, I didn't care who was in front of me; as long as I unleashed my sexual desire, I would let it do as it pleased.

Yao Xin flicked up the thin black elastic band around my waist as I wore light purple lace panties. "Teacher, you're so sensual. Your boyfriend must be pretty horny too, right?" I actually let a man other than my boyfriend do the same intimate thing to him on the clothes that were supposed to give him sexual stimulation. I'm such a pathetic slut... No... don't...

He reached into my panties, gently brushing my pubic hair aside, and there was my vagina. The bottom of my panties was a dark purple, soaked through. "So it's already soaked," he exclaimed. It was my body's reaction, and also the effect of the drugs.

Then, I let his fingers rub the outer walls of my vagina. I felt a real touch beyond the warmth, comfortable and joyful. With Yao Xin's teasing fingers, my lower body twitched even more. "It feels good, teacher?" I pursed my lips, nodded, and looked at him, responding with moans. Then, as his index finger began to enter, my consciousness gradually shifted between blurry and clear. When clear, I could feel the foreign object going in and out, my body twitching, and my own moans. When blurry, I felt my body floating in some space, warm and hot.

Then, he increased the speed of his fingers moving back and forth. I gripped tightly with both hands, so afraid, so afraid, so afraid that my body would lose control and secrete more fluid, and so afraid that he would stop. I was like a shameless prostitute; no noble sentiments were as urgent as my desire for sex at this moment.

"It feels good, teacher?" he chuckled.

"Very... ah, very comfortable, very comfortable," I confessed my body.

"Seeing you, a bitch, being fed so happily, how are you going to reward me?" He added obscene words to my wanton physical reactions, and my love juices gushed out.

"Teacher, you climax so easily..." He was almost laughing, otherwise the smile in front of me would have been

like that of a demon. "Give me... the antidote, ahh ... Yao Xin pulled down my underwear, then spread my legs, letting his enormous member enter my body. Hot, sticky fluid clung to both of us. This wicked student slowly entered my vagina. I felt the sheer size of his penis; the pain was indescribable, like being raped. I let out a soft, shameless "Oh!" Yao Xin's lustful eyes glazed over me. I couldn't control myself anymore. This body, ravaged by the drug, was now a weak animal yearning to be devoured by a man. All I needed to do was breathe, sway my body, and moan, perhaps with a hint of longing in my expression. Yao Xin's massive member continued to stretch, penetrating deeper with each thrust. Heat spread through my vagina, but my mind was foggy. The drug's passion had probably clouded my judgment, making me infatuated with this scene of a student having sex with his teacher—something impossible in real life. I must be crazy. He must be You Min, just disguised as Yao Xin. If that's the case, I should be able to stop being so reserved. My hands rested on the back of his neck. His expression hesitated, as if he hadn't considered how potent the drug was. Actually, I was already starting to hallucinate. Was this person in front of me a substitute for Youmin? I pulled his face close to my cheek, his breath on my left ear, then his tongue wet my ear. My juices flowed freely, and his massive member continued to penetrate me. Words cannot describe the warmth I felt; love could not provide that. While a sliver of reason remained, I tried to stop him from moving forward, but my panting, mixed with panicked moans, only made him want to penetrate me more. My juices began to overflow; I felt the viscous fluid flowing between our bodies. He wasn't just ordinary huge; he was so huge that I could feel my vagina expanding. Then he flipped me over deeply, and I instinctively followed him, still hoping he would let me go. "Aren't you satisfied yet?" I pleaded, hoping my words would stop this absurd behavior. "You already... do you think I can resist ejaculating inside you, teacher?" "Yes, keep satisfying me. I can't go back to a simple relationship anymore." Yao Xin's long rod is now my antidote, the antidote to this painful torment of lust. He held my waist and began to enter. The first thrust was too deep, and I cried out in pain. Then he started again, the second, the third. I kept shouting no, but he continued to thrust violently. The slapping sounds between our bodies rang out crisply. Sweat dripped from my hair, and in rhythm with his entry, heat spread around me, as if a space had been sublimated, a space known only to him and me. He pushed into my depths several times in succession, orgasms and pain, but so stimulating, a crazy stimulation that almost made me die, stimulating my mind. When he was about to ejaculate, he stroked my nipples with both hands. My body felt like it was being swallowed up, and I responded with cries of no, no, shaking my wet hair until he ejaculated inside me. Afterwards, I slumped onto the toilet like a broken toy. Yao Xin pulled up her pants, Jiang Men closed the door, and I didn't wake up from the drugging state until the school bell rang. I'm a teacher at Dazhengsi Junior High School, teaching English. As a teacher, besides teaching, class management and administrative work always keep me incredibly busy. Despite this, love is still a nutrient in my life. Thanks to my boyfriend's thoughtfulness, I've always been able to maintain a balance between love and work, which is something I'm always proud of. Some of my students are excellent in both character and academics, while others are some bad students that I can't understand. But no matter how bad they are, they still outwardly respect a teacher like me who teaches with dedication. I also believe that even if their grades are poor, as long as they don't cause trouble in class, they can be considered good students. That afternoon, I taught my class as usual and punished one student, Jiang Yao Xin, for not bringing his textbook. He was made to stand facing the wall as punishment. He's a very smart and well-behaved child, as far as I remember, but counting from that day, he hadn't brought his textbook for three days. In a child's development, any mistake can be a warning sign. I asked him to come to my office after class. "Have you been having any problems lately?" I asked, looking at his reserved expression from my office seat. "No," he replied, his face innocent. "No? You haven't brought your textbook for three days." My tone became slightly harsher. "Teacher, I'm sorry," he said, his innocent face now fixed on the floor.

I sighed.

"I hope you tell the truth. Your grades are so good; this distracted state isn't like you." I sipped some coffee from my desk.

"These past few days… I… my girlfriend broke up with me…" Hearing this, I spat out my coffee.

"How old are you? You have a girlfriend?" Am I teaching a second-year junior high student? How can he be so precocious?

"I'm sorry… I made you worry, teacher." He looked at the floor again.

"Which girl is so ungrateful? Tell me?" I asked curiously, opening my eyes.

He shook his head, refusing to answer. I then threatened to call his parents to the school, forcing him to tell. Good students are most afraid of their parents finding out about their school life, so under my threat, he finally gave in.

"It's Zhang Xinci from the next class." I recognized the name.

I cleared my throat and started thinking about how to comfort him, but it was almost time to leave work.

"Okay, starting tomorrow, buy me a cup of coffee in my office every morning. Remember, no sugar, a warm Americano, okay?" He nodded in agreement, and I let him leave.

I never imagined that what happened next would plunge me from heaven to hell.

The next morning, sure enough, a warm, unsweetened Americano was on my desk. Overjoyed, I also wondered if I should keep it a secret for Yao Xin, so his parents wouldn't know. Yes, he's a good kid; a little guidance should be enough, right? After all, student relationships usually involve holding hands at most, and besides, they've already broken up. I shouldn't have to worry about students' relationships anymore. What

exactly is education all about? Do good students not need much discipline? Should student relationships be forbidden? Isn't dating also part of education? Didn't the first-year health education course distinguish between men and women and teach us to respect each other? Isn't dating also about respecting one's own feelings and the feelings of the other person? Thinking about this, I suddenly felt that my thoughts and ideas were in line with the times, and I didn't feel old anymore.

As I pondered, I stamped the official document with my official seal, finishing the coffee Yao Xin had given me.

I got up, intending to tidy myself up in the women's restroom. Standing before the mirror, I scrutinized myself closely. For some reason, my body felt a strange change, a familiar sensation washing over my sensitive lower body. My vagina began to wet, secreting fluids. I was stunned. What was happening? As I tried to understand, a surge of heat flowed from my vagina, through my pelvis, and down my spine…

"Hmm… Ah…" I moaned involuntarily. Instinctively, I ducked into the restroom, afraid the students who had arrived early to clean would see this embarrassing scene.

I unfastened my skirt and discovered my underwear was soaked. At that moment, I was confused. What was going on? "Youmin…" I suddenly called out my boyfriend's name. I suddenly missed him terribly and wanted to see him immediately. "What… hmm… ah… what… hmm…" I unconsciously began to drift into a trance.

Just then, I heard footsteps outside the door. At that moment, the only sounds around me were my frantically racing heartbeat and the footsteps outside. I covered my mouth, afraid the person outside would hear my moans, and constantly suppressed my damn physical reactions—reactions I should only have when I'm with my boyfriend.

Why...is...this...?

The door opened, and I was stunned by what I saw. Before me sat disheveled on the toilet, my black pencil skirt slumped on the floor. This sight, arousing a man's lust, was that of my good student, Yao Xin.

"Y-you...what are you doing...ah..." He quickly gestured for me to be quiet, picked up his phone with his left hand, and with a snap, started recording.

"Teacher, don't make a sound," he said in a low voice.

"If you make a sound, I'll put this recording online." The threatening words came from his innocent face.

"Y-you...what...what do you want to do?" "I couldn't control myself anymore. A surge of heat coursed through my pelvis, and I felt a pang of sadness. Why wasn't it my boyfriend standing in front of me?

'I'm here to save you,' a wicked smile spread across his face.

'What are you... ah, heh heh~ what are you saying?' The words 'I need the pleasure of sex' suddenly flashed through my mind.

'I put a special date rape drug in your coffee,' he said, pulling down his sweatpants. I moaned beside him, my lower body convulsing intermittently.

'This drug's effects last for eight hours, which means you won't be able to lecture your students today.' He pulled down his boxer shorts, revealing his still-erect penis.

'I... I need the antidote, heh heh~' I pleaded with my last shred of reason, but my body couldn't help but press closer to him, my hands gripping his legs.

'Antidote? How do you know there's such a thing?' He raised his penis."

"Touch it." My body felt like it wasn't mine anymore, yielding to his demands. My right hand began to tease it.

"The antidote is my semen." Yes, the antidote was Yao Xin's semen. I couldn't help but repeat it in my mind. "It's still soft. You need to find a way to make it hard to find relief." The heat lingered in my lower body, not only not dissipating but spreading and burning.

I can't wait for you anymore, Youmin, save me, Youmin, forgive me, Youmin, if you think I'm dirty, give up on me. My mind was filled with countless struggles, but my mouth had already begun to lick Yao Xin's long rod without hesitation.

I kept rubbing Yao Xin's long penis with my right hand, licking it as I moistened the glans and clitoris with my tongue, then kissed it with my lips, slowly letting it enter my mouth. Then I let the head of the penis slide over the glans, licking the clitoris, and exhaling into it. My right hand continued rubbing, and I smiled as if I were tasting delicious candy, like a wanton woman, looking at Yao Xin with eyes that craved more of his body. This naughty boy, Teacher wants it, wants you to get your penis erect.

"Ah... Teacher, you, ah..." Yao Xin also began to moan, but not from the drug, but from my own lustful arousal. I held his penis and began to moisten it with my tongue, and then it began to erect. I then moistened his testicles with my saliva.

"Hmm~ Ah, hmm hmm hmm, hmm hmm hmm," I cursed my own weakness inwardly, but seeing its erection brought me joy. Yao Xin turned her face to the side, closing her eyes to enjoy it. Her hands unconsciously pressed down on my head, eventually pushing the head of her penis deep into my throat, making me feel nauseous.

"Cough cough uh-huh," I choked, coughing until I cried, but I still stubbornly held onto her long penis.

"Teacher's oral skills are so good, so amazing," it seemed to be praising an animal's beauty.

But I felt so nauseous. After the nausea came another spasm.

"Uh-huh, so disgusting, ahh, uh-huh," my reason regained a little, but I still couldn't escape the torment of lust.

"Disgusted? I didn't force you, did I?" Yao Xin's erect penis was like a beast about to ravage a fragile animal.

"Teacher, you're such a slut, wearing light purple lace panties." He approached my left side, stroking my thigh with his left hand. "Such delicate skin, teacher, you take such good care of yourself~" I gripped his wrist tightly with both hands. "Don't you want me to touch you?" I shook my head. 'Touch me, hmm, ah, caress me, hmm, hmm' My convulsing body and involuntary moans had become my body's interjections. Now, I didn't care who was in front of me; as long as I unleashed my sexual desire, I would let it do as it pleased.

Yao Xin flicked up the thin black elastic band around my waist as I wore light purple lace panties. "Teacher, you're so sensual. Your boyfriend must be pretty horny too, right?" I actually let a man other than my boyfriend do the same intimate thing to him on the clothes that were supposed to give him sexual stimulation. I'm such a pathetic slut... No... don't...

He reached into my panties, gently brushing my pubic hair aside, and there was my vagina. The bottom of my panties was a dark purple, soaked through. "So it's already soaked," he exclaimed. It was my body's reaction, and also the effect of the drugs.

Then, I let his fingers rub the outer walls of my vagina. I felt a real touch beyond the warmth, comfortable and joyful. With Yao Xin's teasing fingers, my lower body twitched even more. "It feels good, teacher?" I pursed my lips, nodded, and looked at him, responding with moans. Then, as his index finger began to enter, my consciousness gradually shifted between blurry and clear. When clear, I could feel the foreign object going in and out, my body twitching, and my own moans. When blurry, I felt my body floating in some space, warm and hot.

Then, he increased the speed of his fingers moving back and forth. I gripped tightly with both hands, so afraid, so afraid, so afraid that my body would lose control and secrete more fluid, and so afraid that he would stop. I was like a shameless prostitute; no noble sentiments were as urgent as my desire for sex at this moment.

"It feels good, teacher?" he chuckled.

"Very... ah, very comfortable, very comfortable," I confessed my body.

"Seeing you, a bitch, being fed so happily, how are you going to reward me?" He added obscene words to my wanton physical reactions, and my love juices gushed out.

"Teacher, you climax so easily..." He was almost laughing, otherwise the smile in front of me would have been

like that of a demon. "Give me... the antidote, ahh ... Yao Xin pulled down my underwear, then spread my legs, letting his enormous member enter my body. Hot, sticky fluid clung to both of us. This wicked student slowly entered my vagina. I felt the sheer size of his penis; the pain was indescribable, like being raped. I let out a soft, shameless "Oh!" Yao Xin's lustful eyes glazed over me. I couldn't control myself anymore. This body, ravaged by the drug, was now a weak animal yearning to be devoured by a man. All I needed to do was breathe, sway my body, and moan, perhaps with a hint of longing in my expression. Yao Xin's massive member continued to stretch, penetrating deeper with each thrust. Heat spread through my vagina, but my mind was foggy. The drug's passion had probably clouded my judgment, making me infatuated with this scene of a student having sex with his teacher—something impossible in real life. I must be crazy. He must be You Min, just disguised as Yao Xin. If that's the case, I should be able to stop being so reserved. My hands rested on the back of his neck. His expression hesitated, as if he hadn't considered how potent the drug was. Actually, I was already starting to hallucinate. Was this person in front of me a substitute for Youmin? I pulled his face close to my cheek, his breath on my left ear, then his tongue wet my ear. My juices flowed freely, and his massive member continued to penetrate me. Words cannot describe the warmth I felt; love could not provide that. While a sliver of reason remained, I tried to stop him from moving forward, but my panting, mixed with panicked moans, only made him want to penetrate me more. My juices began to overflow; I felt the viscous fluid flowing between our bodies. He wasn't just ordinary huge; he was so huge that I could feel my vagina expanding. Then he flipped me over deeply, and I instinctively followed him, still hoping he would let me go. "Aren't you satisfied yet?" I pleaded, hoping my words would stop this absurd behavior. "You already... do you think I can resist ejaculating inside you, teacher?" "Yes, keep satisfying me. I can't go back to a simple relationship anymore." Yao Xin's long rod is now my antidote, the antidote to this painful torment of lust. He held my waist and began to enter. The first thrust was too deep, and I cried out in pain. Then he started again, the second, the third. I kept shouting no, but he continued to thrust violently. The slapping sounds between our bodies rang out crisply. Sweat dripped from my hair, and in rhythm with his entry, heat spread around me, as if a space had been sublimated, a space known only to him and me. He pushed into my depths several times in succession, orgasms and pain, but so stimulating, a crazy stimulation that almost made me die, stimulating my mind. When he was about to ejaculate, he stroked my nipples with both hands. My body felt like it was being swallowed up, and I responded with cries of no, no, shaking my wet hair until he ejaculated inside me. After it was over, I slumped on the toilet like a broken toy. Yao Xin put on her pants, Jiang Men closed the door, and I didn't wake up from the drugging until the school bell rang.

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