Teacher Zhang Ying's Daily Torture Class

"Ahem, students, get ready for class..."

As Zhang Ying entered, the previously chaotic interrogation classroom immediately fell silent, all eyes fixed on her.

Zhang Ying was wearing her usual black staff suit, her large, firm breasts straining against her white shirt, her nipples protruding. She wasn't wearing a bra, as bras were not permitted during class when using female sex toys, creating a cleavage. A pin on her right nipple was a name tag that read "Torture Toxic Aids Teaching Assistant—Zhang Ying."

From the outside, it seemed insignificant, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the pin pierced her nipple.

Beneath the short professional skirt covering her round, pert buttocks were a pair of latex high-heeled boots with suspenders. These latex boots allowed shorter students to easily wield the whip during SP whipping lessons; they were highly resilient and also somewhat waterproof. Even when the boots were covered in sticky, wet semen, they would only become shinier. When assigned to teach gang rape lessons, students who couldn't immediately access the mouth, vagina, or anus could rub their penises against the slippery boots to maintain their erection and avoid getting too bored… Thinking this, Zhang Ying's genitals involuntarily became wet. She subconsciously squeezed her legs together, only to see pairs of burning eyes fixed on her. Zhang Ying was used to those eyes that seemed to want to strip her naked at first glance, but as a teacher, she still had to maintain a facade of dignity. Zhang Ying walked to

the podium, focused her attention, tapped the podium with her leather whip, and exchanged a glance with the class monitor, Zhao Wu. Zhao Wu smiled and bowed, leading the class to sit up straight.

"Class begins!"

"Stand up, good morning, teacher..."

Under the leadership of class monitor Zhao Wu, the whole class stood up and bowed.

"Okay, sit down," Zhang Ying nodded, and the day's class began.

"Teacher, what's the topic today?" asked Zhang Hai, an impatient student.

"It's not going to be drawing again, is it? That's so boring." Zhang Hai looked at Zhang Ying's beautiful legs in her latex boots with a mocking gaze, peeking at the glimpse of her short skirt.

"Come on, last time I was a nude SM model for everyone to draw, to cultivate everyone's sadistic tendencies, but you made me orgasm while I was styling, and I squirted a lot of water in front of so many people. How am I supposed to face people after this..." said class monitor Zhao Wu.

"You have the nerve to say that to me? It was all your bad idea, insisting on this 'upside-down golden pig' thing, hanging Teacher Zhang upside down, and pouring tons of white vinegar into her vagina and anus. As a result, after I did the flower decoration in her vagina, I squirted, getting everyone covered in my own juices and vinegar," Zhang Hai said.

"Luckily, I later used a high-temperature metal candle to seal Teacher Zhang Ying's two major orifices, otherwise it would have been a truly wet lesson." "You still have the nerve to say that? If I hadn't used my penis to gag Teacher Zhang Ying, preventing her from making a sound and only kicking her little hooves, your metal candle would have burned her so much she'd scream like a sow. And what if she'd disturbed the next class?" Zhao Wu glared at Zhang Hai.

"Of course! How can it be called 'upside-down golden pig' without the screams of a sow? It's art..." Zhang Hai laughed unkindly.

"Ahem, quiet down. No more commotion! You're all increasingly disrespectful to your teacher. Do you want me to report you to Director Chen and get you all punished with a month of abstinence?" These words made Zhang Ying blush. She frowned, recalling her miserable state during the last interrogation session. After the torture experiment, these students had become increasingly unrestrained. But it was a good thing, after all, the students' enthusiasm determined the quality of education.

"Sorry, teacher, we were wrong. We'll be gentler next time, please don't tell Director Chen," Zhao Wu and Zhang Hai simultaneously shrank back.

"As a teaching tool and instructor, it's my duty to have you learn techniques for torturing girls and practice methods of abusing girls on me. It's acceptable for you students to abuse and humiliate me.

But I am, after all, your teacher, and a girl at that. You must understand that after you graduate and face society, you cannot treat girls like this. I hope you will learn to respect and cherish women. Of course, you are in the torture department, and as the teacher of torture courses, you don't need to respect me at all during classroom practice. It's acceptable for you to treat me as a tool for sexual gratification, a teaching aid for torture, and an object of humiliation. This is also my duty. Even if you treat me like a sow to vent your emotions, cripple or ruin me, the school will handle it. You don't need to hold back." Zhang Ying blushed slightly, noticing that her lower body was even wetter. She twisted her legs, subconsciously pulled down her short skirt, and focused her attention.

"Yes, teacher!" the students answered in unison.

"Well, last lesson mainly focused on stimulating students' creativity in torture and humiliation from an artistic perspective, and inspiring their enthusiasm for the torture course.

Zhao Wu and Zhang Hai's proposal was excellent—hanging me upside down like a sow, tying me up, and pouring white vinegar into my belly, making it look like I was ten months pregnant.

However, being inexperienced, they didn't consider that a girl's body is extremely sensitive under extreme conditions of excretion and restraint. Your teasing of my clitoris caused premature ejaculation, resulting in vaginal fluid and white vinegar erupting like a volcano, flowing down my abdomen and breasts, covering my face.

But I must commend Zhao Wu for promptly bringing out a high-temperature candle. Zhao Wu also re-injected the white vinegar, making my belly swell while simultaneously stimulating my labia, urethra, and anus." The high temperature of the candle made me shrink, and after the wax solidified, my two fleshy holes were completely sealed.

But you're all beginners, so once you've finished arranging the flowers, start painting honestly. If it were Director Chen, he'd be punching and kicking my pregnant belly right now, making me feel pain while naturally showing the expression of a masochistic girl. Painting under such circumstances would be more vivid and interesting. Students, you can all try this in future art classes, especially Zhang Hai. You're so fat, you should exercise more, punch the teacher's belly more often, kick the teacher's breasts more often. I could really like a healthy and agile fat Zhang Hai!" Zhang Ying stuck out her pink tongue, giving Zhang Hai a teasing and persuasive look.

"Hahahaha..." Laughter erupted in the classroom.

"And you, Li Bing, stop pinching my nose and doing deep throat oral sex all the time. It's making it hard for me to breathe. And you even shot your thick semen into my nostrils, so I had to desperately suck it in while I was hanging upside down to barely swallow it." Zhang Ying put her hands on her hips and pointed at a dark-skinned, thin boy in the audience. His large breasts swayed under his white shirt, and the teaching badge pinned to his nipples swayed with them.

"Yes, teacher, actually, I wanted to urinate in your mouth after I ejaculated, but you're so beautiful, I was too embarrassed to do it." Li Bing scratched his head and said.

"Oh, that's not good. After all, the teacher is a torture tool. How can the torturer consider the subject's feelings?" Although she said that, Zhang Ying was still very moved. But for the future of the country, Zhang Ying said sternly.

"Li Bing, stand up."

"Yes."

The dark-skinned, thin boy stood up straight.

"Tell me, what is the mission of interrogating trainees?" Zhang Ying asked sternly.

"To interrogate prisoners and spies, to protect our country!" Li Bing replied.

"Then, can we be merciful to those we interrogate?" Zhang Ying continued.

"No!" Li Bing said.

"Do you know why the school chooses beautiful, well-built girls as teaching aids for interrogation courses?" Zhang Ying asked.

"Yes! So that even when faced with temptation, we can remain ruthless and ensure the success of the interrogation mission," Li Bing answered.

"What if you're faced with a beautiful female inmate who seems pitiful to you?" Zhang Ying asked.

"Don't be moved. Slap her, slap her face until it's swollen, hook her nostrils with a nose hook, and turn her into a sow," Li Bing replied.

"Then, what if she tries to use her beauty to seduce you by showing off her breasts and genitals?" Zhang Ying asked.

"Pierce her breasts with a steel needle and pluck out her pubic hair!"

Li Bing replied.

"What if she still doesn't submit?" Zhang Ying asked.

"Well... teacher, I haven't learned the others yet," Li Bing said honestly, scratching his head.

"Then burn her genitals with an alcohol lamp, clamp her breasts with electric shock clamps, pierce her genitals with a steel needle, destroy her female self-esteem, and if necessary, cut off her breasts and sew up her vagina—make her unable to be a woman! Torture her while she's mentally broken!" Zhang Ying said, her face instantly turning red, looking quite adorable, but she still had to maintain an inviolable and sacred demeanor.

"Understood!"

The whole class gasped. They knew that Teacher Zhang Ying had personally experienced all of this without anesthesia. She had endured a lot of hardship to create these experimental teaching aids for the students. Immediately, the students' mocking gazes vanished, replaced by looks of adoration for a female heroine.

"Sit down and think carefully about what I said today. After all, your torture teacher hopes that you will become excellent torturers after graduation." Zhang Ying looked at the students sitting upright, attempting to ease the atmosphere. "Well, today's lesson

is still entertainment-oriented, the so-called 'learning through play,' so let you learn advanced torture techniques in a happy atmosphere. Leave all the pain to me, and you can take the joy and knowledge away~" Saying this, Zhang Ying pulled out a transparent glass jar from under the table. "Come on, students, today is a closed classroom. If you need to urinate, you can urinate here. Later, after class, you can pinch my nose and pour it down my throat. Firstly, it saves time, and secondly, it's a way to humiliate a girl, isn't it?" Of course, the teacher would simulate the female prisoner refusing to drink, at which point the students would have to use their brains!

Zhang Ying's smile was always like a spring breeze, intoxicating, and beneath her girl-next-door face, a pair of firm breasts trembled slightly .

"Zhang Hai and Zhao Wu!"

Zhang Ying winked at the students, "Yo!" Zhang Hai and Zhao Wu diligently ran to the front of the class, moving the lectern to the corner of the wall, exposing the teacher's long legs in latex stockings. Because the lectern floor was high, Zhang Ying's skirt and latex suspenders were faintly visible.

"Class, let's begin!"

Zhang Ying lifted her latex high-heeled boots, turned to face the blackboard, and wrote a few large characters: "Elementary Methods of Oral and Throat Training." Then she turned and took out some torture tools from her handbag.

This bag is for instructors and students to prepare when they can't find the torture instruments during daily abuse. It is also used to prepare the torture instruments to be used in advance when giving lectures. Zhang Ying selected a few items and introduced them to the students. In order to make it more vivid, Zhang Ying always chose to use herself as the subject of the lecture. As a torture assistant, it is only right to use her own body to guide the students.

"1. Forced Mouth Opener – This stainless steel device can widen the teacher's mouth on both sides, making it impossible to close. Saliva will involuntarily drip down. When you help me put it on, be careful not to let the saliva drip onto the ground. You can hold the teacher's long hair and tilt her head back to prevent environmental pollution." "2. Nose Hook – This hook is attached to the teacher's nose, making her nostrils point upwards. Before using it, use a flashlight to check if the teacher has any nose hairs. Although the teacher is usually very careful about her appearance and chastity, if there are any, you can pluck them one by one with tweezers. Also, the nostrils are very sensitive. If you are interested, you can roll up some toilet paper and tease and insert it into the teacher's nostrils. This can have a humiliating effect on the female prisoner. Of course, you can also spray some semen into the nostrils to have a humiliating effect, causing the female prisoner to break down mentally faster, so that you can extract information through interrogation." 3. Tongue clamp (electrified) – Students, see the eraser at the other end? First, clamp the teacher's pink tongue with the clamp, stretch the eraser very long, and pull the tongue out completely straight. Then turn on the switch to make the teacher's obedient tongue be pulled out of her mouth. Of course, we didn't bring chili water today, otherwise adding chili water before the electric shock would be twice as effective. Of course, this needs to be used in conjunction with a mouth opener, otherwise the teacher won't comply. "4. Hot pot chopsticks – Long hot pot chopsticks can be inserted deep into the teacher's mouth when the students force her to open it, stirring the teacher's esophagus and causing her to vomit a large amount of gastric juice. The advantage of doing this is that it keeps the mouth moist. Including later when the students need to insert their penises into the teacher's mouth, you can first pinch open the teacher's mouth, use the hot pot chopsticks to stir the teacher's throat to induce vomiting of gastric juice, so that when you insert your smelly penis into the teacher's mouth, it will be the most moist and slippery." Zhang Ying opened her mouth and pointed to her throat with the long hot pot chopsticks, and her pink throat became even more tempting.

"Class, let's begin. Zhao Wu, you organize things." Zhao Wu had strong connections and was sure to stay on as an instructor, meaning he could abuse her at will. Zhang Ying figured she had to keep up the good work, so she always let Zhao Wu go first.

"Alright, everyone stand up! Line up!"

At Zhao Wu's command, the entire class lined up orderly and came to the podium, then formed a circle around Teacher Zhang Ying.

"Hmm, very good!"

Zhang Ying said, kneeling down in front of everyone, her pink face tilted back to look at the students with their slightly protruding buttocks, her chest puffed out. She looked like a female dog. She then raised her hands and handed the props to Zhao Wu.

Zhang Ying glanced around and noticed that her classmates were all very reserved and nervous. Kneeling on the ground, she smiled and said, "Now, I'm just a teaching tool. You don't need to be reserved or respect me. Zhao Wu, you demonstrate first." "Yes, teacher." Zhao Wu swung his hand at Zhang Ying, who was kneeling on the ground. "Slap! Slap!" Two slaps landed on Zhang Ying's face, making her dizzy. Fortunately, the force wasn't too great; it was more like a blow to her earlier arrogance.

"Kneel properly, chest out! Tell everyone the teaching task." Zhao Wu looked at Zhang Ying contemptuously. Their eyes met for a moment, and Zhang Ying immediately blushed and her heart raced. She answered humbly,

"Yes!" Zhang Ying's face instantly turned bright red. Her previous smugness vanished instantly. Kneeling on the ground, she felt like the most lowly person in the classroom, someone anyone could spit in, urinate on, stretch out her nipples, nail them to the table, and make her howl like a female dog while taking turns slapping her buttocks. Thinking of this, her lower body became even more soaking wet. However, she still had to maintain a serious expression on her face. Although she had lost her imposing presence and spirit, she still had to put on a proper teaching demeanor.

"Hiss...slap!"

"Louder!" Zhang Ying was slapped across the face again by Zhao Wu, who grabbed her hair.

"Yes! Students, please use the forced mouth opener to pry open the teacher's mouth, hook the teacher's nose with the nose hook, straighten the teacher's tongue with the tongue clamp, and stir the teacher's throat with hot pot chopsticks. This lesson is mainly about humiliation, so students' play is unrestricted. If the teacher is uncooperative during the teaching process, please use slaps and penises to make the teacher obedient! As a bonus for the course, to stimulate students' enthusiasm for learning, each student can ejaculate on the teacher's tongue, throat, nostrils, and face. The teacher will swallow it all and not waste a single drop of essence. Even if it is ejaculated on the ground, it doesn't matter. The teacher will lie on the ground and lick it clean with her tongue." As she spoke, Zhang Ying pointed to her lips with her jade finger, stuck out her pink little tongue, and excitedly conveyed the teaching task to the students.

Years of training had kept her in a good kneeling posture. Although her arms were not tied with ropes, they were still behind her back. Although she had lost her previous imposing manner, her face still had a serious teaching demeanor, but her lower body had already silently flowed with wet liquid.

Today's interrogation lesson begins...

[The End]

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