Female teacher who was raped and gang-raped

I'm an absolute beauty, and without a doubt, I've had many admirers since childhood.

By high school, my body had developed even more perfectly, and many boys looked at me with lewd eyes, as if they wanted to devour me alive. Of course, as a woman, I naturally crave the attention of the opposite sex. But I ignored these ill-intentioned actions until one day...

He was from the class next to ours, the star striker on the school soccer team, admired by many girls. He had a strong physique and a handsome face, but I didn't know him very well, because I hadn't seen him among my many admirers.

I remember that day, we had just finished class, and I went to the playground to get some fresh air. Just as I was about to turn back to the classroom, I suddenly heard a voice say, "Will you be my girlfriend?" I looked up and saw who it was—it was him! He looked like he had just finished playing soccer; his clothes were soaked, and he looked a little disheveled, but his healthy and sunny image after exercise made my heart flutter at that moment.

"Okay!" I blurted out instinctively, then shyly ran back to the classroom. The thought of my long-held image as a single, innocent girl finally slipping away made me blush and my heart race.

From then on, we went to and from school together, went out together, and became an enviable couple in the eyes of others. After the college entrance exam, we went to the same university, and our feelings deepened. Finally, in our second year, we moved in together. On our first day living together, I gave away my virginity with a mix of panic and longing. I thought it would be like the books described—a mix of pain and pleasure—but unfortunately, besides the pain, I didn't feel any pleasure at all. That's because he, despite his strong physique, only lasted 20 seconds. At the time, I thought it was because he was nervous the first time, but the second and third times didn't even last a minute. That's when I realized he had premature ejaculation.

After that, our relationship began to drift apart, and we stopped sharing a bed. After graduating in our fourth year, like many of our classmates, we chose to go our separate ways. I didn't feel particularly heavy-hearted when we broke up, because I firmly believed that a man who couldn't satisfy me in bed wouldn't be my future partner.

After graduating from university, I was assigned to a city kindergarten and became a proud kindergarten teacher. However, I didn't date. Although I had more suitors than before, including many famous and wealthy men, I wouldn't easily extend an olive branch to a man unless I was sure of his worth. As I got older, I naturally had physical needs, but still without a lover, I could only occasionally satisfy myself with masturbation at night.

It was a sweltering evening when I accepted the school's suggestion to visit the home of a student who hadn't been to school for several days. After searching for a long time in the winding alleys, I finally found the student's house, a simple wooden house, the kind mostly inhabited by migrant workers. I knocked on the door and went in with a "Come in." The house was messy, and in the dim light, there was only a disheveled drunkard, who seemed to be the student's father.

I briefly explained the purpose of the home visit, but to my surprise, they completely ignored me. Looking at the drunkard's filthy figure, I almost wanted to run away, but my responsibility as a teacher kept me there. "You..." I was interrupted before I could finish speaking. "What 'you'?" The drunkard looked up at me, and perhaps because I was wearing a tight-fitting t-shirt that accentuated my curves, his eyes began to burn.

Seeing his murderous gaze, I felt a chill. I quickly said something to end the visit and tried to leave the oppressive house. Just as I was about to pull the door open, a pair of strong arms grabbed me and dragged me to the bed. I was about to scream in panic when the drunkard suddenly pulled out a knife. Looking at his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious) face, I chose to remain silent. He roughly ripped off my clothes and then began to roughly knead my breasts, breathing heavily on my face. Surprisingly, I felt a surge of excitement. I struggled to shake off the excitement, but my movements only fueled the drunkard's arousal. At first, I was uncomfortable and started to sob, but as his movements quickened, I inevitably experienced intense pleasure. Gradually, I began to cooperate, and half an hour later, the intimate encounter ended with my moans.

Back home, I didn't feel dirty; instead, I was intoxicated by the wild passion.

From then on, I would intentionally or unintentionally visit that classmate's house, and each time the drunkard satisfied me. Until one time, I went to his house again, only to find two other men there. Despite my protests, I was gang-raped by the three of them. The gang rape didn't give me pleasure, and under their threats, I was forced into many unspeakable positions.

Since the gang rape, I've never gone to his house again, because I know that place will no longer satisfy me.

Several months later, I was strolling alone down the street. As darkness fell, I tightened my coat, hailed a taxi, and after telling the driver my address, lay down on the back seat and closed my eyes to rest. Before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep. In my dream, I seemed to be back in that dimly lit little house, and of course, there was that strong man. After a wave of pleasure, I opened my eyes to find that the person on top of me was none other than the driver. The driver looked slightly panicked when he saw I was awake; a hint of ferocity flashed in his timid eyes. I smiled, tossed out a warning to remember to bring a condom next time, and got out of the car. I looked around at the open space, and finally, tears streamed down my face.

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