Entering the Tiger's Mouth

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Zhang Feng and Zhao Xueping were enjoying their "world of two." After two weeks, they had overcome their initial awkwardness and even developed a strong rapport. Zhang Feng spent most of his time at school, attending morning and evening self-study sessions, so he was usually only home at noon and in the evenings. Zhao Xueping, on the other hand, had much more freedom and spent more time at home, gradually taking on the household chores.
They usually ate in the cafeteria, and on weekends, Zhao Xueping would show off her culinary skills. Zhang Feng was extremely satisfied with this lifestyle, feeling like his beautiful wife was waiting for him every time he came home. Zhang Feng was no longer so formal with Zhao Xueping and would often joke around. He would frequently ask Zhao Xueping for tutoring in English, but with Zhao Xueping, a fragrant and beautiful young woman in stockings, sitting beside him, the effectiveness of his studies was predictably poor. As they spent more time together, physical contact became inevitable. Their feelings differed, and they both tacitly understood each other. Currently, they seemed like two burning flames, poised to merge into one.
It couldn't be said that Zhao Xueping was promiscuous; in fact, she was very reserved and restrained. However, at this age, her libido was at its peak. Her recent experiences of being repeatedly violated and raped seemed to have heightened her sexual sensitivity to the extreme. Even intentional or unintentional physical contact with Zhang Feng or other male teachers brought her immense pleasure and stimulation. And now, living with a young man who was excellent in every way, it was already quite remarkable that Zhao Xueping hadn't committed adultery.
The bright moonlight streamed through the curtains, bathing Zhao Xueping's shapely, naked body. Lost in thought, she gazed at her own body, bathed in moonlight as if draped in a holy glow. Her delicate hand unconsciously reached between her legs, her fingers parting her already moist vulva, gently stroking her clitoris. A tremor ran through her, and she let out a soft moan that startled even herself. Zhao Xueping covered her mouth and listened warily to the neighbors, confirming there was no sound. Actually, her worries were somewhat unnecessary; the house was quite soundproof, and they couldn't hear a sound like that. It was just her guilty conscience.
Burning with desire, Zhao Xueping couldn't care less about anything else. She grabbed her underwear that was lying on the side of the bed, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into her mouth. But the underwear was too small, and it couldn't fill her mouth completely, so the soundproofing effect was obviously not good. So Zhao Xueping picked up a stocking and stuffed it into her mouth. This time, however, there was too much. Zhao Xueping opened her mouth wide and used her fingers to forcefully stuff the entire stocking into her mouth. Some of the stocking couldn't fit in and had to hang outside her mouth. The underwear she had stuffed in earlier was almost touching her throat, making Zhao Xueping choke and tears stream down her face.
She covered her mouth and tried to make a sound, but could only manage a muffled "woo-woo" sound. Reassured, Zhao Xueping reached for her vulva. After being gagged, her lower body was already overflowing with desire. She lay on her side, raising one jade-like leg alluringly high, and used her fingers, wet with slippery lustful fluid, to vigorously tease her engorged clitoris. The intense itching and tingling sensation stimulated Zhao Xueping's entire body. Her other hand's middle and index fingers eagerly inserted into her warm, wet honey hole. After a long, muffled "oh-woo," Zhao Xueping closed her eyes tightly and frantically thrust her fingers in and out of her overflowing vulva. The "plop plop" sounds of thrusting and the muffled "woo-woo" sounds intertwined to create a sensual and decadent melody.
A sharp "scream" almost burst through the diaper and stockings sealing her mouth. Her legs straightened forcefully, her insteps tensed, and her whole body trembled violently—Zhao Xueping had climaxed. Her starry eyes were half-closed, her nostrils flared as she breathed heavily, and she collapsed limply onto the bed. Lately, Zhao Xueping had increasingly relied on masturbation to satisfy her growing sexual desires. Each time she finished, she felt a slight sense of guilt and shame. Had her dead husband's last night and the rape at the police station turned her into a slut?
Thinking of this, Zhao Xueping recalled the feeling of being bound, the helplessness and humiliation of being imprisoned and restrained, the friction and stimulation from the ropes binding her body. As she thought about it, her body, which had just climaxed, began to react again… Oh God! She seemed to be enjoying the feeling... Zhao Xueping, her mouth still stuffed with her panties and stockings, tiptoed to the wardrobe under the moonlight, her jade-like naked body taking out a few more pairs of stockings—Zhao Xueping decided to use the stockings to tie herself up.
Back in bed, Zhao Xueping began to ponder how to tie herself up. Her legs and feet were easy enough, but her arms were difficult, and she couldn't tie them into a tight knot; if she managed to tie them up but couldn't untie them, it would be too tragic. However, none of this stumped the skillful Zhao Xueping; she quickly came up with a solution.
Zhao Xueping put on a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose, the smooth stockings directly covering her already wet vulva. Zhao Xueping first bound her legs together from her ankles up to her thighs. Because the stockings were very elastic, Zhao Xueping used a lot of force to bind her legs tightly to prevent them from coming loose. One pair of pantyhose tightly bound her breasts, with the two legs of the stockings binding the breasts above and below, making them more prominent and perky. The other pair of pantyhose was rolled up from the waistband to the crotch, then put around her neck, passed under her armpits, wrapped around her upper arms twice, pulled to her back, tightened and knotted, then pulled to her neck, passed through the stockings there and let it hang down. Finally, she tied a slipknot at the back, so that she could simply slip her hands in and tighten it.
All of this was thanks to Zhao Xueping's flexibility. Worried about not getting into university, and wanting an alternative path—the arts college entrance exam—Zhao Xueping began learning classical dance in junior high and continued until high school, developing exceptional flexibility. Although she ultimately didn't pursue this path after successfully entering university, the beauty-loving Zhao Xueping still deeply loved dance. In university, she joined a dance club, learning Latin, jazz, ballet, and more. After starting work, although she no longer had the opportunity to dance, her flexibility declined somewhat, but it was still far superior to the average person. Furthermore, Zhao Xueping's stunningly sexy figure, especially her beautifully curved legs, is also partly due to her dance training.
Zhao Xueping then crossed her wrists and tried to reach the slipknot. The slipknot was a bit too high, and Zhao Xueping struggled to get her wrists in. With a sigh of relief, her arms sank, and the slipknot immediately tightened, binding her wrists tightly together. Thus, Zhao Xueping's hands were now tied behind her back.
Zhao Xueping was tightly bound in stockings, her mouth gagged with her own panties and stockings. Waves of humiliating and stimulating pleasure coursed through her body. Her hot vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid. Zhao Xueping wanted to rub her genitals hard with her hands, but they were tied behind her back and she couldn't move. She couldn't help but writhe on the bed, resisting the burning itch that coursed through her body. Her legs were tightly clamped together—the itching was most intense in her groin and vulva. Zhao Xueping simply rolled over, crawling on the bed, rubbing her lower body against the mattress, bringing a fleeting, pleasurable sensation to her thirsty body.
Her vaginal fluids were flowing freely, soaking her stockings at the crotch. Moaning softly, Zhao Xueping desperately craved someone to thrust into her burning lower body, even just a finger… In the midst of endless lust and frantic writhing, Zhao Xueping reached another climax with great difficulty. This time, the climax was exceptionally intense; her vaginal fluids practically gushed out, soaking the stockings at the base of her thighs. Covered in fragrant sweat, Zhao Xueping, bound and gagged, drifted off to sleep, her body limp… When she awoke, Zhao Xueping realized a serious problem—how to untie herself. She had been so engrossed in playing last night that she had completely forgotten about this… With her hands tied high behind her back, she couldn't rely on that. Calming herself down, she realized that the only way to escape was to find scissors and cut the stockings binding her hands. But she didn't have scissors in her room; they were in a drawer in the living room… Listening carefully, she realized the next room was quiet. It was only 5 a.m., barely light; Zhang Feng probably hadn't gotten up yet. Zhao Xueping decided to act quickly. With her legs tightly bound, she could only hop forward on the wooden floor. Fortunately, her bare, stockinged feet didn't make too much noise. Her tightly bound body made it difficult to maintain her balance, and coupled with her tension and anxiety, she almost fell several times. Finally, she hopped to the door and gently opened it with her hands hanging behind her back. Then she hopped quietly to the cabinet, pulled open the drawer, making quite a commotion, before finally taking the deadly pair of scissors into her bound hands.
After all that bouncing and jumping, Zhao Xueping's vagina was already overflowing with lustful fluids, but she couldn't care less at the moment. She nervously squatted on the ground, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw no movement from Zhang Feng's room.
Using scissors to cut the stockings, her bound hands were finally released. Freed from the stockings' restraints, Zhao Xueping quickly used her numb hands to untie the tight bonds around her body, pulled out her panties and stockings, which were soaked with saliva, took a deep breath, and then tiptoed back to her room.
At this moment, Zhang Feng was squatting behind the sofa, his heart pounding with excitement, holding his hard little brother. Although the room was still dimly lit, he could clearly see everything that had just happened in the living room... It turned out that before Zhao Xueping woke up, Zhang Feng had just gone to the bathroom. When he turned off the light and returned to his room, he passed by Zhao Xueping's bedroom door. Just then, Zhao Xueping, who had just woken up, made a few "mmm" sounds with her mouth tightly covered. Zhang Feng vaguely heard these seductive sounds, so he stopped in front of the door, full of questions, and continued to listen. Then, when Zhao Xueping jumped towards the bedroom door, Zhang Feng was so frightened that he quickly hid behind the sofa. Then, the door opened, and Zhao Xueping's breasts were bulging from the stockings. Her slender hands were tied high behind her back, forcing her to stick her chest out and lift her head. Her mouth was stuffed full, making her cheeks bulge, and a section of stocking that couldn't be stuffed out hung down to her mouth. Her beautiful legs, tightly bound together in stockings, resembled a mermaid's tail. Her exquisite body, bound like a dumpling, bounced around in the living room. Her breasts, even more prominent due to the binding, trembled and bounced up and down with her movements. Zhang Feng felt as if all of this was a erotic dream... Following this dream, Zhang Feng returned to his room and masturbated intensely. Recalling the scene just now, Zhang Feng was still extremely aroused. The sexy, charming, and elegant Teacher Zhao had actually played with self-bondage!!
It seemed that Zhao Xueping's masochistic tendencies were gradually being awakened. Zhang Feng, of course, couldn't waste such a beauty, so he began to seriously devise a plan to tame this sexy teacher… Three days later… Zhao Xueping sat at her desk, diligently grading the papers for the recent quiz. Today, Zhao Xueping was wearing a black blazer and skirt suit, with a white shirt underneath, light gray stockings, and black patent leather high heels. She exuded the aura of an intellectual and elegant female teacher. After grading another paper, Zhao Xueping took a sip of water, leaned back in her chair, put her hands behind her back, playfully half-dangling her high heels, and stretched her beautiful legs, encased in smooth stockings, into a wide, yawning pose. However, this position made Zhao Xueping feel somewhat bound, and she couldn't help but blush. She looked down at her straight, beautiful legs, which were almost perfectly encased in stockings. In fact, Zhao Xueping's skin was fair and delicate, and her legs were perfect even without stockings. But the beauty-loving Zhao Xueping insisted on wearing stockings more often. Firstly, it made her legs look even more perfect, and secondly, in the dry and dusty climate of the north, wearing stockings could better protect her beautiful legs. In addition, ever since she saw Zhang Feng smell her stockings that morning and realized that Zhang Feng had a stocking fetish, Zhao Xueping subconsciously wanted to wear stockings more. Sometimes at home, Zhao Xueping would intentionally wear stockings. Sometimes she felt a little shy about doing this, but she couldn't help but hope that her beauty could be seen by Zhang Feng more often.
Zhao Xueping gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, picked up the next test paper, and there it was—Zhang Feng's. He had only made a few mistakes on the earlier questions—Zhang Feng's English grades had always been good. Reaching the last essay, the topic this time was simple: "My Teacher." Zhang Feng's essay didn't mention which teacher he was writing about, but the entire piece lavishly praised the teacher's elegant qualities, beautiful face, and graceful figure. Zhao Xueping knew perfectly well who Zhang Feng was writing about… Those lavish words of praise applied to herself made Zhao Xueping feel like a young girl receiving her first love letter—joyful yet shy. There had been several other papers written on Zhao Xueping's behalf before, and while she was happy then, she hadn't felt this way. Looking at the last line of the essay, written in flowing handwriting, "I love you, teacher!", a surge of happiness welled up inside Zhao Xueping, but she also felt somewhat at a loss: she was a 32-year-old widow, yet she was liked by a boy more than ten years her junior, and she herself secretly harbored feelings for this handsome young man.
Lost in thought, Zhao Xueping was startled when a postman entered: "Hello, is Zhao Xueping here?"
"Ah, that's me."
"You have a package, please sign for it."
After signing for the package, Zhao Xueping wondered who had sent it to her, and there was a printed note on it: "Personal items, open only when unattended." Several teachers in her office had classes that day, and two others had gone shopping together, leaving Zhao Xueping alone in the office. So, she opened the package.
Inside was a shoebox and an envelope, the envelope marked "Open the envelope first."
Upon opening the envelope, Zhao Xueping's face changed drastically, and she nearly fainted. Inside were several photographs—photos of herself masturbating and self-bondage from a few days prior. In the photos, her face was flushed, her expression one of ecstasy, her naked or semi-naked body displaying various lewd poses. Her breasts and genitals were captured with exceptional clarity… Zhao Xueping hurriedly stuffed the photos back in, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and quickly opened the letter inside the envelope. This letter was also printed: “Do you like the photos? This is only a part of them. If you don’t want these photos to circulate, follow the instructions in the box!” Zhao Xueping’s mind was in complete chaos. What was going on with these photos? They were all taken in her bedroom. Could someone have installed a camera in her room? Thinking this, Zhao Xueping hurriedly took the box home.
Based on the angle of the photo, Zhao Xueping quickly located the well-hidden wireless infrared network camera. To install such a camera indoors, one must be able to freely enter one's room, and only Zhang Feng could meet this requirement. Moreover, Zhao Xueping knew that Zhang Feng was highly skilled in computers and would be adept at tinkering with such gadgets. After much thought, Zhao Xueping was almost certain that Zhang Feng had installed the camera.
Zhao Xueping carefully opened the box. One glance was enough to make her face flush crimson—inside was a penis gag, a blindfold, a pair of nipple clamps, a pair of open-crotch purple pantyhose, and the so-called "order." Zhao Xueping's heart pounded like a deer's. She picked up the order: "On [date] at 2 AM, wearing only the clothes and equipment in this box, enter the teaching and office building through the back door. On the 4th floor, in the men's restroom, you will find a pair of handcuffs. Cuff yourself behind your back. Insert a cucumber into your vagina. Bring
your own cucumber. Violation of any of these details will have consequences!" Seeing these words, Zhao Xueping felt both ashamed and angry, but her body was aroused by the obscene text. Thinking about what she would look like, she realized that Zhang Feng might… Zhao Xueping dared not think any further. She placed the box on her bedside table and sighed deeply. At this point, she had no choice. If those photos were to circulate, with the current information dissemination capabilities, she would never be able to face anyone again.
When Zhang Feng returned home that evening, his slightly unnatural expression and demeanor towards Zhao Xueping confirmed her suspicions. She quickly retreated to her room, her sensitive body burning with desire at the thought of what was to come that night… It was 1:30 AM. Unable to sleep, Zhao Xueping stood naked before her bed. After a moment's hesitation, she finally gritted her teeth and put on her purple open-crotch pantyhose. These were open-crotch pantyhose, just like regular pantyhose with a crotch and open sides, resembling a full-length suspender stocking. These sexy pantyhose perfectly accentuated Zhao Xueping's beautiful lower body. After putting on her high
heels, Zhao Xueping took out a long trench coat. Wearing only the pantyhose, she put on the coat, buttoned it up, and stuffed all her belongings into her pockets, including a cucumber—one she had deliberately chosen in the kitchen that afternoon, not too thick or too long, and one she had carefully washed countless times.
Zhao Xueping walked out of her room, glanced at Zhang Feng's quiet room with the door tightly closed, bit her lip, turned around and left.
The campus was eerily quiet late at night. The distance from her residence to the teaching building was considerable; she had to cross the playground and then the student dormitory area. Along the way, Zhao Xueping was torn by inner turmoil. Waves of intense shame washed over her somewhat dazed mind. A gentle breeze caressed her, a cool breeze seeping into her trench coat and brushing against her bare vulva, making her vagina begin to feel wet and hot… Reaching the back door of the office building, she found it unlocked, as it was usually locked at night. She entered the building; the clatter of her high heels was particularly loud in the quiet interior. Although motion-activated lights were on, Zhao Xueping still felt a surge of fear.
Finally, she reached the men's restroom on the fourth floor. Opening the door, she saw a rope hanging from a drainpipe above, with a pair of handcuffs attached to the end. Zhao Xueping took off her trench coat and hung it by the door. She began to put on the equipment from the box. The nipple clamps were placed on her tender nipples, and Zhao Xueping couldn't help but shudder. Her nipples immediately became erect and hard, and her breasts began to swell. Zhao Xueping gritted her teeth and quickened her pace. She stuffed the dildo into her mouth, tightened the belt behind her head, and gently inserted the uneven cucumber into her already wet vagina. The stimulation caused her vagina to grip the cucumber tightly. Although Zhao Xueping deliberately chose the shortest cucumber, a large part still remained outside. She took off her high heels and placed them aside, her beautiful stockinged feet stepping on the cold tiles. Zhao Xueping put on a blindfold and then fumbled to put her wrists in handcuffs. The handcuffs were a bit high; Zhao Xueping had to stand on tiptoe to barely reach them. With a "click," Zhao Xueping, fully armed with lewd gear, was hung upside down in the toilet.
Zhao Xueping stood on tiptoe, her hands hanging high behind her back, her alluring buttocks protruding as she bent over. Wearing revealing, open-crotch pantyhose, her round breasts, clamped by nipple clamps, trembled slightly. A dildo was stuffed in her mouth, a cucumber inserted into her vagina. Blindfolded, Zhao Xueping waited anxiously in the darkness, her mind racing with images of that handsome face appearing. The intense humiliation and the stimulation from the various props caused her vagina to overflow with fluids, dripping down the cucumber protruding from her vagina and onto the floor. To prevent the cucumber from slipping out of her wet vagina, Zhao Xueping had to contract her vaginal muscles, as if holding back her urine, to tightly grip it.
Just as Zhao Xueping's arms and legs ached from the prolonged suspension, the sound of footsteps, unusually clear in the silence, grew louder and louder. In the darkness, Zhao Xueping sensed the man stop in front of her. From the man's "tsk tsk" sounds, it was clear that her lewd and shameful appearance was being savored. After a moment, the man pounced on her, his hands greedily kneading Zhao Xueping's body. Zhao Xueping could only helplessly twist her increasingly itchy body. Thinking that the man violating her was Zhang Feng, Zhao Xueping's lust and carnal desire erupted intensely. Her mouth, stuffed with a dildo, emitted moans with a strong seductive flavor. Her honey hole was unbearably itchy, and her beautiful buttocks rippled with spring waves beneath her frantically twisting hips.
The man wasn't in a hurry. He carefully
played with almost every part of Zhao Xueping's body with both hands, driving her to the brink of ecstasy. Only then did he come to the back of Zhao Xueping's upturned buttocks and with a "whoosh," pulled out the sticky, slippery cucumber. Surprisingly, a glistening trail of lustful fluid came out of Zhao Xueping's honeypot. The sudden stimulation from the cucumber being pulled out caused Zhao Xueping to tilt her head back and let out a long, muffled cry. The man chuckled lewdly, thrusting his already erect penis straight into Zhao Xueping's overflowing vagina. The sounds of flesh colliding echoed wildly. Zhao Xueping, her mind consumed by lust, raised her head, forcefully rising on her tiptoes and twisting her raised buttocks to frantically meet the man behind her... After the storm subsided, the man withdrew his limp penis with satisfaction. Zhao Xueping, already climaxed, remained exhausted, still hanging there with her buttocks raised, her head drooping limply, her hair cascading down her face. Thick semen mixed with vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina, some dripping directly onto the pool of fluid that had already formed beneath her, while some ran down her thighs, soaking a large area of her purple stockings.
The man approached Zhao Xueping, grabbed her hair, and lifted her face. He then removed the blindfold, and Zhao Xueping's beautiful eyes, suddenly bright again, quickly lost their previous allure, replaced by fear and disgust. Before her stood a bald, short, fat, lewd, naked man—Li Dajiang, the Vice Principal Li who had always harassed her but whom she had always ignored!
It turned out that Li Dajiang had always lusted after the beautiful and sexy Zhao Xueping. After Li Qiang's death, Li Dajiang couldn't contain his desire to make a move. Knowing that Zhao Xueping lived in the apartment he rented to Zhang Feng, and having a key to it as well, Li Dajiang devised this scheme to secretly film and coerce Zhao Xueping into submission. Li Dajiang's office was on the fourth floor; he hadn't gone home that night but stayed in his office, waiting for the sexy teacher Zhao Xueping to walk right into his trap—with those photos in hand, Li Dajiang didn't believe Zhao Xueping would dare refuse.
The click of the camera shutter jolted Zhao Xueping awake from her daze. The beautiful fantasy in the heart of the grief-stricken teacher was ruthlessly shattered. The handsome young man she had imagined had become the lewd old man before her. Now she knew it was all just wishful thinking; Zhang Feng's unnatural expression that evening was probably because of his essay.
Zhao Xueping struggled frantically, trying to avoid the camera capturing her utterly lewd state, but her handcuffed body could only make extremely limited movements, which instead appeared as sexy writhing.
"Teacher Zhao is so enthusiastic! She really knew how to act all high and mighty before!" Li Dajiang teased Zhao Xueping as he took pictures. After snapping away, he patted his camera and said, "I'm a man of principle. Starting tomorrow, you'd better serve me well for a month, and I'll give you all the photos afterward. How about it?"
Zhao Xueping's previously despairing heart seemed to see a glimmer of hope. A month, though it would feel like living in hell, at least there was something to look forward to. Sigh, having fallen to this point, what could she possibly bargain for? Thinking this, Zhao Xueping lowered her head helplessly.
Li Dajiang was overjoyed to see Zhao Xueping agree. He wasn't being kind; the one-month deadline was just a way to deceive this poor woman. Li Dajiang was worried that if he pushed Zhao Xueping too far, she would give up and drag him into the mess. Giving her hope now was like a carrot on a stick, making this "donkey" more obedient.
Li Dajiang untied the handcuffs, lowered Zhao Xueping from her dangling position, leaving her hands still cuffed behind her back, and then triumphantly led the staggering Zhao Xueping back to his office.
Back in his office, Li Dajiang pushed Zhao Xueping onto the bed, pressing her alluring flesh hard against his crotch and continuing to ravage her. By this time, Zhao Xueping had given up resisting; her legs were pinned to either side of her head, her vulva wide open as Li Dajiang frantically thrust into her. Her humiliated body, however, involuntarily surged with intense pleasure. Her vaginal fluids mingled with the sounds of Li Dajiang's penis thrusting in and out. Zhao Xueping bit her lip to suppress her moans, her eyes tightly closed, two streams of humiliating tears silently streaming down her flushed face.
After another round of rape, a satisfied Li Dajiang unlocked the handcuffs on Zhao Xueping's hands and finally let her go home.
Zhao Xueping, still wearing purple open-crotch pantyhose underneath a trench coat and high heels, walked absentmindedly back home. Her genitals, thighs, and stockings were a mess. Her vulva, which had been violated hundreds of times, was still burning. Zhao Xueping thought bitterly of the orders Li Dajiang had given her before leaving: "Don't take off your pantyhose, don't remove your nipple clamps, and don't wear underwear tomorrow. Just wear what you wore to work today, and keep your phone on. I'll be checking at any time. If I find you disobeying my orders, your slave time will be extended by a month!"
The next day in English class, all the little perverts in the class were shocked by Teacher Zhao's purple stockings, and Zhang Feng was no exception. Although Zhao Xueping usually wore stockings, they were mostly professional-style flesh-colored or gray ones, and she rarely even wore black stockings. Today, she actually wore the sexy purple stockings that nightclub hostesses wore to seduce clients. If these little perverts were to find out that Teacher Zhao's genitals and breasts are completely exposed, countless Chinese people would probably die on the spot.
Zhang Feng, who spent every day with Zhao Xueping, had a vague feeling that something was wrong. He had heard Zhao Xueping go out and come back last night, but he didn't know what she had been doing. Today, Teacher Zhao seemed to be in a bad mood, with a deep sense of sorrow in her eyes. Staring at Zhao Xueping's beautiful legs in purple stockings, Zhang Feng fell into deep, chaotic thoughts... Zhao Xueping had the students do their homework while she sat blankly behind the lectern. Suddenly, her phone received a text message. Zhao Xueping opened the message; it was from Li Dajiang: "Surprise inspection. Take a picture of your vulva within one minute and send it to me via MMS!"
With only one minute, Zhao Xueping didn't have time to think. She sat behind the lectern, legs slightly apart, and quickly raised her phone under her skirt to take a picture. Looking at it herself, her plump, tender labia were slightly parted, like a jade clam about to drip with pearls. Zhao Xueping immediately sent this obscene and erotic photo to Li Dajiang via MMS. A moment later, Li Dajiang replied, "Very good, not bad, keep it up!"
Zhang Feng watched Zhao Xueping behind the lectern, her head bowed, fiddling with something strangely, and became even more bewildered... Zhao Xueping didn't go home for lunch; she just ate something casually in the cafeteria. With her genitals exposed and nipple clamps on, Zhao Xueping felt extremely uncomfortable and didn't dare face Zhang Feng. In the afternoon, Zhao Xueping had no classes and sat blankly in her office. She didn't want to go anywhere; she just wanted to be alone. Zhao Xueping felt that everyone's gaze was strange, as if they could see her bare genitals and breasts... At 3 pm, Li Dajiang's text message arrived again: "Be in my office within 5 minutes!" Without thinking, Zhao Xueping hurriedly got up and left the office.
Pushing open the door, Li Dajiang sat behind his desk with a lewd grin. "Close the door and take off all your clothes." Zhao Xueping silently closed the door and locked it, but Li Dajiang stopped her: "Don't lock it. If you don't want anyone to see you, hurry up and take your clothes off!" Zhao Xueping gritted her teeth and quickly took off her clothes, leaving only her purple pantyhose and high heels.
"Come here! Put your clothes in the closet and kneel here!" Li Dajiang pointed to the area under his desk. The outside of the desk was completely covered, so if someone came in, they wouldn't be able to see Zhao Xueping kneeling there unless they were behind Li Dajiang, who had a window behind him.
Zhao Xueping silently crawled under the desk, kneeling on the hard, cold floor, her hands wrapped around her breasts, trying to maintain her pitiful chastity. The space under the desk wasn't large, and the height at which Zhao Xueping knelt was just right.
Li Dajiang took out a bundle of rope: "Turn around, cross your hands behind your back! Hehe, Teacher Zhao, don't you like this?" Zhao Xueping hesitated slightly, but still obediently did as Li Dajiang ordered.
Li Dajiang used the rope to tightly bind Zhao Xueping, one rope above and one below her breasts, making them protrude even more. After binding her breasts, he tied her hands behind her back with the rope crossed over her shoulders. After binding Zhao Xueping, Li Dajiang turned her around, pulled her between his legs, and pinched her nipples, which were clamped with nipple clamps: "Hehe, so hard. Teacher Zhao is a lewd masochist, isn't she?"
Zhao Xueping gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and remained silent. "Slap!" A slap landed on her face. "Answer me,"
Li Dajiang coldly commanded.
"Yes...I am..." Zhao Xueping answered in a voice so low it could barely be heard, tears of humiliation welling up in her eyes.
Li Dajiang patted Zhao Xueping's cheek with satisfaction, unbuckled his belt, and revealed his erect penis: "Lick it well, lick it until I ejaculate. Finish within an hour. Think carefully about the consequences of disobeying my orders!"
Zhao Xueping knew that disobeying orders meant this ordeal would be extended for another month. Thinking of this, Zhao Xueping brought her mouth to his... Li Dajiang's penis emitted a strong, foul stench, making Zhao Xueping want to vomit. But Zhao Xueping dared not waste time, and could only endure the nausea, beginning to lick the already erect penis. Her warm tongue slid back and forth on the penis, and Li Dajiang leaned back in his chair, humming a little tune. After
humming for a while, Li Dajiang let Zhao Xueping kneel between his legs and perform oral sex on him. Li Dajiang then turned on his computer and started looking at pornographic websites. Just as he was enjoying himself, someone knocked on the door. Li Dajiang ordered Zhao Xueping, who was between his legs, "Continue, don't stop." Then he called out, "Come in!"
It was Teacher Xu from the Academic Affairs Office: "Principal Li, please sign this document."
Li Dajiang signed it solemnly and exchanged a few pleasantries with Teacher Xu before she left with the document. In that short time, Zhao Xueping, kneeling under the table, was terrified. Although she dared not stop licking, she tried her best to be careful not to make the slightest noise. Humiliation, tension, and the stimulation of lust made Zhao Xueping feel a tingling sensation in her vagina, and her itchy little hole began to secrete fragrant lustful fluid.
Zhao Xueping had been licking for a full half hour, her tongue was numb, but Li Dajiang showed no sign of ejaculating. Zhao Xueping became secretly anxious and increased the intensity of her movements, finally taking his penis into her mouth and sucking it hard. Li Dajiang couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Zhao Xueping's hair and began thrusting his penis into her mouth, each stroke pushing against her throat. Zhao Xueping moaned and gagged incoherently… Li Dajiang felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, and he pressed his penis firmly against Zhao Xueping's mouth, ejaculating inside. Then, satisfied, he commanded, "Swallow it." Only after Zhao Xueping swallowed the semen with a "gulp" did Li Dajiang pull out his semen- and saliva-covered penis.
Zhao Xueping knelt helplessly on the ground, her face flushed, panting, a trickle of white semen flowing from the corner of her mouth.
At this sight, Li Dajiang's eyes lit up. His penis, which had just ejaculated, became erect again. Li Dajiang chuckled lewdly, pulled Zhao Xueping up from the ground, locked the door, and then forced the bound Zhao Xueping into the inner room.
Li Dajiang pushed Zhao Xueping to the window. "Teacher Zhao, look at those students. The pure and noble Teacher Zhao in their hearts is looking at them like this, hahaha."
Zhao Xueping's breasts were pressed against the glass. Not far outside the window was the playground, where Zhang Feng's class was having a PE class. The boys were playing soccer. Zhao Xueping immediately spotted Zhang Feng's agile figure in the crowd. Humiliation and tears welled up uncontrollably. Overwhelmed with shame and indignation, Zhao Xueping struggled violently.
Although they were on the fourth floor and there were no tall buildings opposite, Li Dajiang was still afraid that someone might see them from the window. So he pulled Zhao Xueping back to the middle of the room, took a rope, threaded it through the ceiling fan hook, connected it to the rope binding Zhao Xueping's back, and pulled hard, hoisting Zhao Xueping up.
The sudden pain made Zhao Xueping scream "Ah!" The weight of her body tightened the ropes, squeezing her breasts until they stood erect like two balloons. The pain broke out in a cold sweat; her upper body leaned slightly forward, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed softly.
After securing the ropes, Li Dajiang stripped off his clothes and stuffed his underwear into Zhao Xueping's mouth, admiring his handiwork as she hung in the air. Li Dajiang used his fingers to tease Zhao Xueping's wet vulva, leering, "Why are you crying? Teacher Zhao, look how wet you are down there. Looks like you're enjoying it." Li Dajiang ran two fingers along Zhao Xueping's vulva, then found her cherry-like clitoris and pinched it hard. Zhao Xueping, who had been suppressing her pleasure, let out a soft "Oh!" and couldn't help but kick Li Dajiang with her small, high-heeled foot.
Li Dajiang chuckled, "You filthy bitch, you dare kick me? Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson." He grabbed a long ruler and began whipping Zhao Xueping's pert buttocks hard. The "smack, smack" of the blows, combined with Zhao Xueping's muffled groans, filled Li Dajiang with satisfaction and excitement at the poignant scene.
After a while, Li Dajiang stopped. His buttocks burned with pain, and the humiliated Zhao Xueping sobbed uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face and dripping to the ground. Li Dajiang then found a pair of scissors, tore up Zhao Xueping's stockings, and quickly ripped them to shreds.
Li Dajiang found a chair, stood on it, and grabbed Zhao Xueping's swollen breasts from behind with both hands. He forcefully thrust his rock-hard penis into Zhao Xueping's vagina from behind, then began to thrust wildly. Zhao Xueping struggled and moaned softly, feeling as if her hot body was about to fly—Zhao Xueping actually climaxed very quickly… After a fierce fucking session, Li Dajiang, exhausted, lay on the bed smoking and admiring the scene before him—when he was fucking her, Zhao Xueping had struggled and kicked off her high heels, leaving her bare feet in stockings, the tattered purple stockings covering her beautiful legs, her pubic hair wet, semen and vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina, soaking a large area of the stockings down her thighs. Zhao Xueping was hanging in the air, tears streaming down her face, sobbing.
After resting for a while, Li Dajiang finally let Zhao Xueping down, whose arms were numb from being suspended. He then untied her and threw her clothes to put on. Since she couldn't wear stockings outside, Zhao Xueping had to take them off and put on her clothes and high heels, leaving her lower body bare.
Li Dajiang then gave a new order: "Go back and put on some pantyhose. The color is up to you. Tonight at two o'clock, it's the same equipment as last night. Forget about cucumbers; I doubt you have any crotchless pantyhose anyway. Then handcuff yourself there like last night and wait for me to fuck you. Now get out of here. Go back and rest well, and I'll give you a good time tonight, hahaha."
Zhao Xueping walked back absentmindedly, her buttocks burning with pain, her lower body a mess. She had to walk with her legs slightly apart to prevent the filth between her thighs from rubbing together and getting even more sticky. Zhang Feng, who was just getting out of class and going to buy a soda, saw Zhao Xueping with bare legs from afar. He wondered where her purple stockings had gone, and his suspicions deepened… At 1:30 a.m., Zhao Xueping put on black underwear, then gray pantyhose, and went out in her trench coat and high heels, her upper body bare. Filled with grief and indignation, Zhao Xueping walked slowly down the street, unaware that a lithe, dark figure was quietly following her…
[The End]

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