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Prologue:

As the school bell rang, Kaori Maejima stood before the dressing mirror, removing her elegant suit and
admiring herself in only her pristine white lace bra and white silk panties. She then put on her school uniform—a sailor-style top and a green
skirt—and turned to see a piece of paper slipped under the door. Seeing the words on it, Kaori's face paled.

Hearing heavy footsteps in the corridor, like blows to her heart, she slumped onto
her bed in despair. Hearing the lock on her bedroom door open, Kaori stared fearfully at the door, wishing it wouldn't open
.

Then, the door was pushed open, and a hideous face appeared before her. A lewd
middle-aged man walked in with an evil grin; he was Kato, the gatekeeper of the girls' academy. Kato placed Kaori's hands behind her back
, tied them at the wrists, and then made her kneel on the carpet beside the bed. He roughly ripped off her green
skirt and threw it onto the bed, spreading her long, white legs apart and tying them to a mop handle at the knees, preventing
them from closing.

Kaori braced her shoulders on the carpet, turning her head to look at Kato squatting behind her. Kato reached out and
smugly stroked her plump, firm buttocks through her silk panties. Kaori cried out, "Stop!"

"Smack!" Kato slapped the cute girl's tender buttocks without mercy. "Miss Kaori
doesn't know her situation yet," Kato said coldly. "I am your master, and you are my
domestic animal." He then placed the lead bucket next to Kaori's head.

Kaori's beautiful face hardened with determination as she said, "I won't allow you to insult me again!"

"Miss Kaori, you are beautiful, but a little rebellious. However, after you've tasted this..." He then
retrieved a large syringe from the water, "you should know how happy you are to obey me."

Kaori watched the water drip from the large syringe head, and asked with slight unease, "
What do you want to do?"

Seeing her fear, Kato laughed gleefully. Just then, there was another knock on the door. As the door
opened, a beautiful woman entered, wearing a dark blue teacher's uniform, with long
, beautiful hair flowing down her back. Her elegant features exuded intelligence, and behind a pair of exquisite gold-rimmed glasses were beautiful, double-lidded eyes.

Kaori saw slender ankles in black high heels approaching her, and she laboriously turned her head to
look up. "Ayaka?!" Kaori exclaimed, her cheeks flushed.

Kaori, filled with shame and indignation, looked at Kato and asked, "What's going on? Why this woman of all people?"

"Because instructing you ladies isn't my job," Kato said, walking towards the uneasy life coach,
Ayaka Minami, and handing her a wet syringe. Ayaka didn't say a word, but respectfully
accepted the syringe from Kato with both hands.

Kaori's pretty face flushed red, and she said angrily, "You broke your promise. You said if I did what you said, you
wouldn't tell anyone."

"Don't worry," Kato said, extending his rough, dark hands and placing them on Ayaka's body, roughly
kneading her soft, full breasts through her clothes. Ayaka's beautiful eyebrows furrowed, her
hands gripping the cold syringe barrel tightly, but she remained motionless as Kato kneaded her.

"This woman, like you, Kaori, is nothing more than a tool for my lust," Kato
said smugly.

As Kato's lewd movements continued, Ayaka's face flushed, her cherry-red lips parted slightly, and she let out soft breaths
.

"Don't compare me to a woman like that!" Kaori said angrily, then turned to Ayaka and said, "Do you
know what you're doing? I'll have Grandpa fire you right now."

Ayaka looked sadly at the beautiful girl before her. Kato pulled Ayaka behind Kaori, making her squat down
, facing Kaori's high, protruding buttocks. Seeing Ayaka's right hand reaching towards the top of her panties, Kaori couldn't
help but feel frightened and cried out, "Stop! You've already been abandoned by him!"

Ayaka shuddered, a flicker of pain crossing her eyes, and withdrew her outstretched hand.

"Miss Kaori, even with the best soundproofing, don't be so noisy," Kato said coldly.
"You don't want other ladies to see you like this, do you?"

Hearing the man's threat, Kaori said indignantly, "You're shameless!"

"No, this unexpected compliment is quite good!" Kato laughed shamelessly.

"Do whatever you like!" "

Forcing you would violate my aesthetics, and I sincerely hope you beg me." "

Stop playing tricks, Kato!"

"Your proud grandfather would be happy too!" Kato said through gritted teeth, words that chilled Kaori to the bone. He
took out a stack of photos: "If you see these photos..."

Tears streamed down her face. Seeing the photos that had plunged her into a hell of depravity, Kaori was powerless to resist any longer.
Suppressing her grief, Kaori's lips trembled as she helplessly pleaded, "I beg you... please give me an enema
..."

Kato chuckled lewdly, patting Ayaka's shoulder. "She's earnestly pleading with us."

Ayaka reached out and grabbed the top edge of Kaori's silk panties, making a move to pull them down.

"No!" Kaori closed her eyes in fear, and Ayaka hesitantly withdrew her hand.

Just then, "Pfft!" Kaori farted. Kato burst into laughter, and Kaori blushed
, her face burning.

"Your ambition is truly worthy of studying music; even your farts are so melodious," Kato mocked mercilessly
.

Urged on by him, Ayaka yanked Kaori's panties down to her thighs, revealing her smooth, white buttocks.
Her lovely anus and pink vulva were completely exposed to the air, and Kaori sobbed softly in shame.

"Showtime!" Kato announced excitedly.

Ayaka pressed her left index finger against the injection site and slowly extended it towards the slightly twitching pink chrysanthemum bud
. "Plop!" The cold syringe pierced the delicate chrysanthemum bud.

"Ah!" Kaori cried out in pain, her hands, bound behind her back, clenched into fists, and her whole body began to tremble.

"Squeak! Squeak!" As Ayaka's right hand pushed the syringe forward, the cold liquid continuously entered the warm rectum.
Kaori sobbed and cried out, her fists clenched tightly, her eyes closed. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer, opening her eyes and
shouting back, "No! If you're going to insert it, then do it quickly!"

"Teacher, she told you to go slower!"

Ayaka nodded, holding the glass tube with one hand, and slowly pushed it in. Kaori closed her eyes in despair.

"Yes, make sure she enjoys it."

Kaori's buttocks kept shaking, her whole body trembling, she buried her face in the carpet, panting and moaning.

"No! You can't continue!"

"Ah! No! No!!" Kaori shook her buttocks violently, shook her head from side to side, and cried out loudly.

Seeing her student's miserable state, Ayaka couldn't bear it and closed her eyes and turned her head away, but she still gritted her teeth and injected the remaining
liquid into Kaori's body.

Kato watched and couldn't help but recall when he first came to Seion Girls' Academy three months ago...

(To be continued)

Chapter 1: The Thousand Autumns

(1)

The clock pointed to seven o'clock, and the students of Seion Academy walked to their rooms one after another.

"Hurry up, hurry up."

"I know. Wait for me!"

"Hurry up. We have to get up early tomorrow!"

The cute voices of the girls echoed in the dormitory.

"Don't touch me!" An angry voice came from the entrance hall of the girls' dormitory, which attracted everyone's
attention. Everyone stopped in their tracks, watching the scene that played out almost daily. The student guidance teacher, Ayaka Minami, was
squatting on the ground, holding a ruler, checking the length of the girls' skirts, occasionally lifting them to examine them.

"Can't you show some respect, Ms. Minami? You always have the school rules on your lips. Those boring rules,
I…" The elegant and beautiful girl who spoke up was Kaori Maejima, a third-year student.

Ms. Minami said sternly, "Ms. Maejima, even if you're the chairman's granddaughter, I won't
indulge you."

"What kind of skirt I wear, what kind of underwear I wear, is entirely our freedom," Kaori
said indignantly.

Ayaka puffed out her chest, put her hands on her hips, and said firmly, "I can't allow you to dress in a way that attracts attention." She
glanced at her watch. "Besides, it's already past closing time."

At that moment, a late girl gave a sly smile, took off her shoes, and
tiptoed past the group. To avoid being noticed by Ms. Minami, she deliberately crouched down, moving forward step by step.

"Does the school rule mention when the gates close?" Kaori retorted.

"Wearing pink underwear is already a huge violation of the school rule."

The surrounding girls stirred.

"Don't say it out loud," Kaori said, her pretty face flushed.

Ayaka pushed up her glasses. "Anyway, I want you to be punished according to the school rules." She
raised her right eyebrow slightly. "And, Fujima Moeko-san." Turning to the girl trying to sneak in, she added
, "I also have something to tell you later."

Moeko froze, her shoulders slumping limply. She turned back to Ayaka with a fawning smile
, waving the shoes she held. "Hehe, you saw right through me. Teacher, you're amazing."

"What do you mean by 'confiscated'?" Kaori angrily threw her skirt onto the bed. Now she was only wearing
a pair of unfashionable athletic underwear. "And you're making me wear such ugly underwear!" As she spoke, Kaori's slender
fingers hooked the edge of her underwear, which bulged uncomfortably due to her full buttocks.
After smoothing out her underwear, Kaori plopped down on the bed, crossing her long legs.

Across from her, Moeko sat on the ground wearing the same underwear. "I think that's
better than punishing you by not wearing underwear. I even confiscated your skirt."

"What I wear, even my underwear, is different from that woman's cheap stuff," Kaori
said proudly, bending down and looking at Moeko sitting on the ground. "Besides, it's..." Kaori's tone changed:
"I bought it so I could meet that person..."

Moeko chimed in, "Speaking of which, nobody makes elementary school students wear pure white underwear anymore, right?"

"Just thinking about my underwear being in that woman's hands makes me furious." Kaori put her legs down,
stood up, and walked to the mirror.

The girl in the mirror was beautiful and noble, with pretty phoenix eyes, a high nose, and delicate lips. A simple
sailor uniform couldn't hide her exquisite upper body curves, and her bare thighs were white, long, and flawless
. Born into a wealthy family, Kaori possesses stunning beauty, which gives her an air of arrogance, yet
this doesn't diminish her allure.

"But, Kaori-senpai, you have such great taste, I think you look beautiful in anything," Moeko
said enviously.

"Really?"

"The only thing big about me is my buttocks," Moeko said with a hint of regret. "And when I move, my underwear sinks into my butt
crack, it's so uncomfortable." Moeko hooked her finger on her underwear that had slipped into her butt crack.

Actually, second-year student Fujima Moeko is also a pretty girl. Her father is a wealthy tycoon
with immense riches. Moeko is a trendy and bold girl, naturally lively.

Just then, Kaori's cell phone rang.

"Hello! Hello! Yes! This is Kaori. Yes, yes, I'm in the dorm right now."

"Really?!" Kaori exclaimed in surprise. Moeko smiled and approached Kaori, curiously
eavesdropping .

"But I have to eat dinner later..." Kaori's voice trailed off regretfully. "Yes,
yes."

Moeko peeked out from behind her.

"Well then, see you later."

"I'm so happy! Yes. Yes. Yes, see you later!"

Moeko suddenly burst into a strange laugh from behind, startling Kaori, who was immersed in joy. Seeing Moeko's
mysterious look, Kaori quickly explained, "Moeko-san! Don't misunderstand." She paused, "My
brother seems to be nearby..."

Moeko nodded repeatedly as if she knew, but her eyes clearly told Kaori that she didn't believe her at all
. Kaori quickly changed the subject, "Also, we need to change clothes quickly and go to the cafeteria!" Moeko smiled mysteriously, making
Kaori feel uneasy. Kaori stomped her foot, turned around angrily, and crossed her arms.

Second-year student Nagumo Chiaki stood outside the toilet stall door. She had two long braids and was holding
a small doll in her hands. Her sweet face made her look like a little girl.

As the door opened, second-year student Kurihara Asami stepped out, one hand gently touching her lower abdomen. She was a tall...
The tall, graceful girl had a delicate, oval face with well-defined features and a neat short haircut, making her look quite
energetic. Despite her slender figure and smooth skin, she possessed a masculine air, giving her a handsome and
stylish appearance.

Seeing Chiaki by the door, Asami was startled: "Chiaki, you're not a child anymore, you don't need to
come with me to places like this." Her tone was slightly displeased.

"But I'm happiest when I'm with you, Asami." When Chiaki smiled, her large eyes
turned into crescent moons, like a cute little girl.

"You..." Asami wanted to say something more, but a sudden wave of discomfort in her stomach made her too
weak to continue talking to Chiaki.

Seeing Asami clutching her stomach, Chiaki asked with concern, "Asami,
is your stomach upset?"

Asami forced a smile, "Don't worry, I just took some medicine." She paused, placed her hands
on Chiaki's shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "It's embarrassing, don't tell anyone
."

Chiaki nodded repeatedly, "I know. I'm so glad you told me, Asami."

Chiaki angrily exclaimed, "That's too much! Have you forgotten? Nagisa, you said you'd treat me to..." "Candy
. I've been looking forward to it so much! Nagisa!"

Asami, sitting on the bed with her, tapped Chiaki on the head with displeasure: "You shouldn't use
the word 'small' when talking to your senior, right?"

Chiaki clutched her head and cried out, "Asami, it hurts!"

Nagisa, sitting on the chair by the bed, smiled and waved her hand, explaining to Asami, "Don't blame her, I
asked her to call me that." Then she said to Chiaki, "Nagamo-kun, I have candy. Don't worry."

Hearing this, Chiaki excitedly said, "Hurry up and eat! I can't hold back either."

"You just ate dinner, you should know when to stop, Chiaki. Otherwise..." The discomfort in her stomach
came mercilessly again.

"It's happening again?... "

Asami smiled bitterly, covering her stomach with her hand.

Nagisa watched Asami leave with concern and said to Chiaki, "Kurihara-san seems a bit off."

Chiaki leaned closer to Nagisa, closed her eyes slightly, and said smugly, "I know what's wrong with her, but it's a secret
. Also, where did you hide the candy? I won't tell anyone, just tell me. I love
knowing other people's secrets."

Seeing Chiaki's childish behavior, Nagisa smiled gently, "Come on, I'll tell you."

Nagisa knelt on the floor in front of the desk, and Chiaki crawled under the desk.

"Did you see it?"

"Yes, let me get it out." Chiaki said as she crawled under. Afraid of hitting her head, she lowered it even further
, resulting in her bottom sticking up even higher, revealing her pink panties.

Seeing the cute bottom under the pink panties swaying in front of her, Nagisa was amazed by
the mature bottom beneath Chiaki's petite frame, and couldn't help but widen her eyes, staring in fascination.

"Bang!" A sound startled Nagisa awake.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

"Are you alright, Nagumo-kun?" Nagisa asked with concern.

Chiaki crawled out from under the desk, frowning. "Nagisa, you were staring at my underwear, weren't you?"

"Ah!" Nagisa's pretty face flushed red, and she lowered her head shyly. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean
to..."

Unexpectedly, Chiaki suddenly became happy. "Just as I expected. Well then, to be fair, let me see
your underwear too, Nagisa." As she spoke, Chiaki reached out to lift Nagisa's blue skirt.

Nagisa was startled and quickly shrank back, ending up sitting on the ground. Between her spread
legs , one could see Nagisa's white underwear.

"Let me see more clearly." Chiaki happily crawled between Nagisa's open legs.

Nagisa couldn't back down in time, and Chiaki's head was already between Nagisa's legs. The thought of her private parts being
observed like this by someone of the same sex, and even through her underwear, still made Nagisa's body heat up
.

"Ah!" Nagisa felt Chiaki's fingers lightly gliding across her panties, a strange pleasure
rushing to her mind. She couldn't help but cry out and shrink back slightly.

"Is it comfortable?" Chiaki lifted her head from between Nagisa's legs, looking at her intently.

"Mmm!" Nagisa nodded gently, her face flushed.

"So cute! I know it feels good to do this to someone else." After saying that, Chiaki's head moved
between Nagisa's legs again.

"Don't do that! Nagumo-kun!"

"I told you it's okay!" Chiaki looked up at Nagisa's flushed face,
stroking her vulva through her panties as she spoke: "Nagisa, you can call me Chiaki too."

With Chiaki's movements, waves of pleasure surged from between her legs, assaulting Nagisa's body. This
indescribable, strange, tingling sensation made her lose herself. Nagisa opened her mouth and let out an unconscious moan. This
feeling both loved and feared her.

"Chiaki-kun...stop..." Her usual upbringing forced Nagisa to
muster her strength before the increasingly intense pleasure overwhelmed her. She moaned, trying to stop Chiaki's restless hands, but her voice was so weak she didn't even
believe it herself, and her body's movements were completely beyond her control.

Chiaki, her head buried between Nagisa's legs, smelled a strange fragrance, different from a young girl's natural scent,
emanating from between Nagisa's white cotton panties. Chiaki saw that the boat-shaped fabric between Nagisa's legs was getting increasingly wet, revealing a
faint slit between the bulging mounds. Nagisa's changes intrigued and excited Chiaki. She extended her index finger, aimed at the slit, and
gently rubbed it up and down, feeling the warmth and moisture there.

"So good!" Nagisa's head tilted back, her hands supporting her on the ground behind her, her two fair legs spread wide
, her buttocks swaying incessantly with Chiaki's fingers. Waves of pleasure surged through Nagisa's mind.

The sensation grew stronger, and Nagisa involuntarily began to pant, her pink lips parted, her pretty face flushed
. Chiaki felt Nagisa's panties becoming increasingly slippery, so he quickened the pace of his fingers.

"Ugh..." Nagisa's chest heaved rapidly.

"Knock, knock, knock." A knocking sound rang out in front of Nagisa's door.

The two beautiful girls, caught off guard by their intense encounter, quickly separated.

"Nagisa-san, is it alright? I'm coming in."

"Coming." Nagisa straightened her clothes, composed herself, and opened the door.

Kaori, wearing a purplish-red long-sleeved top and a long skirt, her lightly powdered face even more beautiful and charming
, appeared mature. Kaori looked at the flushed Nagisa with a question
mark, but her mind was already preoccupied with what was to come, leaving her no time for such thoughts.

Kaori held up a basket of clothes: "Nagisa-san, I'll leave this to you as usual."

Chiaki's small face peeked out from behind Nagisa.

"Eh, Nagumo-san, you're here too?"

Chiaki's gaze fell on the clothes in the basket, a pair of white lace panties on top: "So, Kaori-
senpai, even your panties need Nagisa to wash them for you." Chiaki's mouth formed a circle.

"Nagisa-san is trustworthy," Kaori replied nonchalantly.

"I wash all my own things myself," Chiaki said, starting to get angry.

"What does that mean?" Kaori frowned, her beautifully shaped eyebrows furrowing in displeasure.

"It's alright, I don't care."

Seeing the two about to clash, Nagisa quickly smoothed things over, taking the laundry basket from Kaori's hands.
Chiaki's eyes seemed to say, "So Kaori is incapable of taking care of herself.

" Kaori huffed, "That's right. Doing things myself sometimes, maybe that's part of learning to be a person
." She snatched the basket from Nagisa's hands.

Watching Kaori stride away with the basket, Nagisa turned around, puzzled. Seeing Chiaki sticking out
her tongue at Kaori's retreating figure and making a cute face, Nagisa couldn't help but laugh.

"Nagisa, I won't tell anyone, don't worry."

Remembering what had just happened, a blush crept onto Nagisa's cheeks.

"Also, you have to keep my pink underwear a secret."

Seeing Chiaki's serious expression, Nagisa smiled gently. "Okay."

In a dimly lit room in the building, a shabby, ordinary-looking middle-aged man shut down his computer and placed a few photos
in the pocket of his worn-out shirt. "Heh heh, I'll start with you, you greenhorn
." The man muttered smugly to himself, turned and left, casually closing
the door with the "Manager's Office" sign.

"Miss Chiaki."

Chiaki, about to open the door, turned and saw it was Kato, the manager of the women's dormitory. "What is it?"

"I have something for you. Let's go inside and talk."

"Oh, what is it?" Chiaki asked curiously, leading Kato into her room.

Chiaki's room was decorated like a children's room, suggesting the room's owner was an innocent and carefree person. The warm
colors made her feel very comfortable.

Kato closed the door behind him, took the photos from his pocket, and handed them to the curious Chiaki.

"Oh, it's a photo. Whose? Is it pretty? I... Ah!..." Chiaki's voice suddenly stopped,
her face turning pale.

"Pretty, isn't it?" Kato easily sat down in a chair, enjoying the girl's panicked state. Everything
was exactly as he had predicted; it seemed his script could proceed as planned.

"This... this..." Chiaki's lips trembled. Seeing the photo of herself crawling between Nagisa's legs in her room
, the shock she felt was unimaginable. There were several other photos of her in her own room, one of which
showed her standing in front of a mirror wearing only a small pair of narrow pink silk panties. The panties barely covered
a small part of her round buttocks, leaving the deep cleft and most of her snow-white buttocks exposed. Because
those panties were so revealing, Chiaki had only worn them once in her own room, yet that one time,
someone had actually taken a picture of her.

Chiaki's mind went blank, staring blankly at the smug Kato in front of her.

"My technique is pretty good, isn't it? Your face is photographed very clearly!"

"You..."

"If you want everyone to see it, then go and report me!"

Kato's words terrified Chiaki even more. "No! Please don't!" Chiaki cried out almost instinctively
.

Satisfied with Chiaki's reaction, Kato said in a flat tone, "Then you'd better behave."

Tears welled up in Chiaki's eyes. "I... I will listen to you, please don't let anyone else know."

"Very good. Now put on your school uniform and come to my room." Kato finished speaking and got up and left,
leaving Chiaki heartbroken.

In the girls' dormitory building, there was a secret room hidden from everyone, right behind the administrator's office. With her secrets
exposed , Chiaki followed the despicable administrator Kato into this room filled with a strong male odor. Her fear
was unimaginable.

"Take off your clothes." Looking at the uneasy girl in front of him, Kato smiled lewdly and suddenly said
something that terrified Chiaki.

"Ah!..." Chiaki seemed not to understand Kato's words, blinking her big eyes at him.

"Bastard, I told you to take off your clothes, didn't you hear me?" Kato's voice rose.

Submitting to Kato's intimidation, the girl had no choice but to slowly take off her dress.

"I told you to strip naked. Understand?" Kato was very satisfied with his power; seeing the beautiful girl before him
helpless against him, his desire to humiliate her intensified.

After her bra and panties were removed, Chiaki was left only with neatly folded white socks at her ankles.

"Take your hands off me!"

Kato mercilessly struck at Chiaki's heart; the shame of being naked in front of a man made Chiaki's cheeks
burn like fire. However, Chiaki seemed to have made a pact with the devil, and could only submit to this shameless man without resistance
. Chiaki's hands hung limply at her sides, tears silently streaming down her face.

Although he had seen Chiaki's body in photographs, Kato felt incredibly excited to observe her so closely.
Chiaki, with her baby face, possessed a remarkably voluptuous body. Her breasts and buttocks were fully developed; her small
breasts were bowl-shaped, but her rounded, slender shoulders made them appear heavy. Her waist was delicate and slender
, but her white, plump buttocks were already quite round and full.

"What a fine piece of meat!" The thought of the adorable girl before him being at his mercy fueled his...
Kato's penis was throbbing painfully hard.

"Lick this thing of mine first!" Kato unzipped his pants and
pulled his fully erect penis out of his underwear.

Chiaki's mind went blank when she saw Kato's ugly, purplish-black penis. It was the first time she
had ever seen a man's penis; she had never even held a man's hand before. To Chiaki, the thick penis in front of her
could only be described as terrifying. Kato's penis was completely different from his lifeless appearance; it was thick and long,
throbbing like a beast.

Kato ruthlessly shoved his thick penis into Chiaki's cute little mouth. "Ah..." Chiaki felt
a rush of blood as the stench of the penis spread in her mouth.

"Suck it properly. Lick it with your tongue." Kato grabbed Chiaki's head and thrust his hips forward.

"Mmm..." A soft groan escaped Chiaki's throat. The penis "plop" slid
deep , and Chiaki immediately felt nauseous. As the penis withdrew, Chiaki coughed violently.

When Kato's penis thrust in again, Chiaki obediently opened her mouth, enveloping
it with her petal-like lips, swallowing the glans completely.

With his penis inside Chiaki's mouth, Kato began teaching her how to perform oral sex. Helpless, Chiaki could only
frantically shake her head up and down, wrapping her tongue around the penis as Kato instructed. Chiaki was naturally excellent and
quick to learn, and soon it didn't seem like she was performing oral sex for the first time. Although her technique was still clumsy, Kato
was very satisfied.

"Chiaki, you're such a slut! You've learned oral sex so quickly," Kato
said, enjoying the pleasure of Chiaki's oral sex.

Humiliated, Chiaki felt extremely bitter, and her movements slowed down.

Kato forcefully squeezed Chiaki's tender breasts, shouting, "Suck harder!"

Chiaki groaned in pain, tightening her red lips even more, sucking the thick penis. Chiaki took the large
glans into her mouth, sucking and shaking her head before swallowing the entire shaft,
rubbing the sulcus of the glans with her tongue.

The increasingly skilled movements made Kato groan comfortably, "So good." Kato began thrusting his hips
, pushing his penis deep into Chiaki's throat, while simultaneously squeezing Chiaki's breasts harder, completely ignoring her
pain.

Finally, just as Chiaki felt herself about to faint, Kato's penis exploded.
After a series of violent throbbing movements in Chiaki's mouth, a large amount of semen rushed into her throat. In an instant, Chiaki's mouth was filled with
the sticky, fishy semen, making her nauseous.

Seeing Chiaki trying to spit it out, Kato evilly commanded, "Swallow it all."

Tears streaming down Chiaki's face, she forcefully suppressed the urge to vomit and swallowed the semen.

After releasing her pent-up desire, Kato let out a long, comfortable sigh. Seeing the beautiful girl's tearful, pitiful state, her lips smeared with saliva
and semen, Kato felt immense satisfaction. He had longed for something for so long, and
now he could finally savor it slowly; nothing could be more exciting. Having lived for over forty years, this was the first time Kato
had tasted a beautiful girl, and he was so moved he almost cried.

"Now let me savor your taste," Kato said, pulling Chiaki onto the large bed and making her lie on her back.
She grasped his ankles, revealing a pink cleft, like a slightly parted mouth. Chiaki had very little
pubic hair , sparsely growing on her mound, and two tender labia covered the cleft, smooth and soft.
Whether from shyness or fear, the labia twitched slightly.

Seeing such a beautiful sight, Kato plunged down, his thick tongue licking the tender petals. At first,
Chiaki was like a puppet, letting Kato do as he pleased, but soon she began to writhe uncontrollably, feeling her
lower body becoming increasingly wet and itchy. Chiaki finally understood the feeling Nagisa had had that day.

"Ah...no...no..." Chiaki's round face scrunched up, her breathing rapid, feeling her breasts
swell, her small nipples hardening and protruding.

Kato then spread her labia as wide as possible, using his tongue to press against the protruding clitoris, each touch causing Chiaki 's
body to spasm.

When Kato's tongue left, Chiaki was already wet and glistening. Kato
pressed his now-erect penis against Chiaki's petals, the glans rubbing against the slippery flesh, feeling its softness and
tenderness.

Feeling the heat of his penis, Chiaki snapped out of her throes of pleasure, shaking her head and crying, "No! Please
!"

Kato roared excitedly, "Shut up! You naughty child, Uncle will punish you." His large, burning
penis mercilessly pushed aside the obstructing labia, advancing towards the virgin's pink, tender opening. The large glans was completely
swallowed by the delicate opening, stopping before the thin membrane, savoring its
warmth.

Feeling as if an iron rod had been inserted into her lower body, Chiaki's face turned pale, and she pleaded tremulously, "Please
... spare me..."

"Come on, scream loudly. The soundproofing here is excellent." Kato thrust his hips triumphantly, his penis penetrating
the virgin's opening. The intense pain, like being pierced by a burning iron rod, caused Chiaki to let out a sharp
cry .

"As expected of a virgin's opening, it's so tight and comfortable, wonderful." Kato continued thrusting, while simultaneously grabbing
and kneading Chiaki's breasts.

The friction between the penis and the delicate mucous membrane brought Chiaki a burning pain, each thrust drawing out
traces of blood. Chiaki's hands could no longer hold her ankles; her legs lay limp on the bed, wide open
, allowing Kato's penis to relentlessly thrust in and out of her vagina. Chiaki was filled with regret; the price of her momentary curiosity was too high
, but this thought only flashed through her mind; her head was already dizzy, leaving only her body's instinctive
reactions.

At this moment, Kato made Chiaki lie on the bed in a doggy-style position, inserting his penis into her tight vagina from behind. Chiaki kept
moaning, "So tight, so comfortable."

Kato held Chiaki's snow-white buttocks as she lay on the bed like a dog, thrusting hard, his hairy lower abdomen
slapping hard against the girl's cute buttocks. "Ah...uh..." Chiaki could only let out cries or gasps.

Kato reached out and grabbed Chiaki's small, swaying breasts, kneading and pinching them. The sounds echoed in the dark room.
The sounds of a woman crying, a man panting, and the crisp sounds of the lower abdomen and the girl's cute buttocks colliding
.

(3)

"Mr. Kato, it's me, Minami. I'm coming in." Ayaka pushed open the door to the management office.

Ayaka was wearing a white silk shirt, a dark blue suit, and gray stockings wrapped around her shapely and slender
legs under the skirt. A pair of black slender high heels made her, who was already slender, even more graceful.
A red silk scarf was tied around her neck, which made her look pretty and lively in her dignified manner.

"Bang!" The door was pushed open, and a girl rushed in: "Uncle, can I have a roll of
... new toilet paper?"

Ayaka saw that it was Moeko. She was wearing a cropped tank top, a lake green short jacket, and a light
yellow tight short skirt that only reached three inches above her knees.

Seeing Ayaka's gaze sweep over her, Moeko instinctively reached up and pressed down on the hem of her short skirt
, while simultaneously waving her other hand frantically at Ayaka, "My...my underwear, I've already changed to white."

Ayaka suppressed a laugh and said loudly, "You don't need to ask Mr. Kato for toilet paper and sanitary products, you can
take them."

"N-no, that's right." Moeko, like a mouse seeing a cat, scratched her long, flowing hair and quietly
backed away, "It would be dangerous if Uncle went into the restroom." At this point, Moeko chuckled dryly. Ayaka's face darkened

with displeasure. Just as she was about to speak, Moeko, who had already retreated to the door, bowed and said, "Well then, excuse me
." Before she finished speaking, Moeko had already turned and run away quickly. "Wait, Moeko-san..." Ayaka called out, trying to
stop Moeko, but Moeko had already disappeared from her sight. Ayaka was both annoyed and amused, "This girl is really fickle
." Ayaka chuckled and shook her head.

Ayaka stood there for a while. "Ugh, this room smells weird. It's suffocating." Ayaka
wondered how Kato could stand in such a room.

Ayaka covered her nose, fanning herself with one hand, but still felt uncomfortable. Suddenly, Ayaka's gaze
fell on the computer on the table. "Hmm, does that man know how to use this kind of thing? He's probably as
useless as he looks!"

To be honest, Ayaka looked down on Kato, this vulgar middle-aged man. However, Ayaka was unaware
that one of her students was being horribly violated by Kato.

At that moment, Chiaki was still enduring Kato's terrible violation. She didn't know how long she had been raped, only that
her lower body was beginning to go numb. Kato's long-suppressed desires had just been unleashed, and how intense they were
!

Kato took several photos of Chiaki wearing only a sailor uniform top, her lower body exposed, performing oral sex on her. Then he
unbuttoned her uniform, exposing Chiaki's breasts, which he had kneaded until they were red. She sat on the bed
with her legs spread, completely exposing her swollen, red vulva, which was still stained with traces of blood and semen.
Several photos were taken like this. Chiaki could only shake her head and cry out in pain, but she dared not resist at all; she had been tortured by Kato to the point of losing all will to fight back
.

After the humiliation of taking photos ended, Kato lay on the bed again, making Chiaki sit on his penis.
Looking at the thick penis stained with blood and semen, Chiaki trembled with fear. She felt she
would die if this continued.

Kato grabbed Chiaki's slender waist, placed her on his penis, and pulled her down,
thrusting his penis into her vagina. "Oh!" Chiaki's vagina was filled with his penis again, the glans hitting her clitoris
. Chiaki shuddered, her hands bracing against Kato's body.

"That's wonderful. Shake your ass." Kato's hands were on Chiaki's buttocks as he exclaimed.

"No! It hurts so much!" Chiaki shook her head desperately, crying out in pain, while struggling to sit up.
Every time she slowed down, Kato's hand slapped her soft, white buttocks hard, leaving
red . Kato thrust upwards forcefully from time to time, his glans slamming against Chiaki's sensitive clitoris, making her
gasp for breath.

Chiaki's narrow vagina trembled, tightly gripping his thick penis, giving Kato even greater pleasure.

Chiaki's sailor uniform was pushed up to her chest, revealing her well-developed, delicate, pink, and beautiful breasts
. The small, pink nipples on her pale areolas were engorged, hard, and erect. Her breasts bounced and trembled with
the rise and fall of her body. Seeing such a beautiful sight, Kato couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing Chiaki's
small, exquisite breasts, kneading and shaking them vigorously.

"Please let me go...this is my first time..." Chiaki groaned and pleaded.

"That's why I'm letting you enjoy it slowly!"

"Please let me go..." Chiaki was struggling to breathe from the force of the thrusts.

"If you don't want the photos to be leaked, then you'll have to bear with it." Kato used his rough, large hands to
squeeze and knead Chiaki's tender breasts, deforming them under his touch.

"I can show them to Asami."

"No! I don't want Asami to see them! She'll hate me..."

"People who like to bury their heads between other people's legs can't help being discriminated against!"

"It's just that I can't show them to Asami!" Chiaki frowned, pleading desperately.

"There's a way to solve that problem. Go back and tell Asami that she's a woman too, and there's not
much difference between them." Kato said as he thrust into her.

"You also have Asami's...?!" Chiaki was stunned.

"But Asami is different from you. She didn't have a chance for me to take pictures. I might not be able to get those shameful photos of her
."

Chiaki's hand pressed against Kato's chest, her buttocks swaying as a depraved
thought flashed through her mind—perhaps a desire for others to be like her. "If Asami replaced me, would you let me go
?" Chiaki blurted out words she would later regret.

"Oh, the thoughts of children these days are truly terrifying!" Kato excitedly squeezed Chiaki's breasts even harder
.

Chiaki's pretty face flushed red as she desperately tried to defend herself: "Because I just don't want Asami to hate me!"

A terrifying glint flashed in Kato's murky eyes: "Do you have any valuable information?"

Chiaki's big eyes widened: "I... know... Asami's secret..." Forced to betray her friend,
Chiaki closed her eyes, letting herself plunge into the hell of lust.

Wearing only

a white lace bra and matching panties, Shiho Minazuki sat on the bed, carefully shaving the fine hairs peeking out from under her arms with an electric
razor .

A third-year student, Shiho came from a prestigious family; her father was a renowned ceramic artist, and her mother was
the head of the Minazuki school of tea ceremony. The Creator had been incredibly kind to her, bestowing upon her not only a distinguished lineage but also
stunning beauty. Although she wore slightly outdated black-rimmed glasses, it did nothing to detract from her elegant
beauty. Her excellent upbringing in etiquette from a young age further enhanced her remarkable presence.

A knock sounded at the door: "Shiho-san, it's Nagisa."

"Oh..."

"I'm coming in." Before the words were even finished, the door opened, and Nagisa Kondo, also a third-year student, gracefully
entered.

"Ah!" Shiho instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, shrinking into a shy ball.

"I...I'm sorry." The beautiful girl who had entered
blushed upon seeing Shiho's half-naked, delicate body, and quickly turned away, stammering an apology.

Shiho gave a cute smile: "Nagisa-kun, I'll be done soon. Please look over there for a moment
."

"Ah." Nagisa suddenly realized and covered her mouth with her small hand, her pretty face flushed, looking incredibly cute.

"Also, please close the door..." Shiho had calmed down and looked at the half-open door.

"Ah!" Nagisa quickly turned around and slammed the door shut.

"I'm sorry, I must have caused you trouble by suddenly coming in," Nagisa said softly.

"No, um..." Shiho continued cleaning her armpits, saying cheerfully, "If it's
you, Nagisa, I'd be very happy to welcome you."

"Shiho, you..." Nagisa strolled to the mirror, but the mirror clearly reflected Shiho's
every move. Her eyes lit up, and she lowered her head shyly, "You're so knowledgeable, I'm very
happy to talk to you."

"No, not at all. Oh, I'm done, let's go to the bathroom."

"Bang!" The door to the outer changing room in the bathroom was suddenly pushed open, and Asami rushed in.
Shiho and Nagisa, who were chatting happily while drying themselves, were startled and quickly used their towels to cover their bodies,
barely concealing their high breasts and beautiful garden. Asami smiled awkwardly and quickly closed the door.

"Have you two seen Chiaki?"

Shiho and Nagisa looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Is there something wrong, Nagumo-kun?" Nagisa asked, puzzled.

"She's been missing since just now. The room is still locked," Asami said urgently.

"She's probably asleep already," Shiho guessed.

"Sleeping with the door locked?! She doesn't usually do that!" Asami scratched her head,
racking her brains.

"Gurgle~" A strange sound came from the quiet changing room, and Asami instinctively covered her
stomach with her hand.

Nagisa asked in confusion, "Was there any sound just now?"

Asami was even more embarrassed, her cheeks slightly red, and she quickly covered up, "No... Well then, excuse me."
Before she finished speaking, she had already stepped out of the changing room and closed the door.

The two beautiful girls left behind stared at each other, looking at the closed door, completely bewildered.

(4)

There was a small grove of trees in the courtyard outside the girls' dormitory, and many girls liked to take a walk there in the evening.

Kato had just finished heating the boiler in the girls' bathroom and was about to go back when he suddenly noticed movement in the grove: "It's so late, is
anyone else here?" Kato murmured as he walked to the edge of the grove. Instantly, Kato's eyes lit up; two people were kissing
passionately . "A good opportunity." Kato quickly grabbed his camera from the room and quietly approached the two people who were being intimate.

After a long, passionate kiss, Kaori, panting, pushed the man away: "Are you going back? Are you going
back to that woman?"

The man's hands greedily caressed Kaori, making Kato's eyes burn with desire, and he kept muttering, "Enough,
enough."

At this moment, the man turned his face, and Kato saw that it was the most popular male teacher in the academy. He took
a series of photos with his camera.

"I... I have no reason to, right?" A bitter smile appeared on the man's handsome face.

"But," Kaori blushed slightly, "you seemed to be having a good time in the staff room yesterday." Seeing
the displeasure on his face, Kaori quickly changed her words: "I'm sorry. I said something childish!" Saying this, she turned and walked
towards the door of the girls' dormitory. After taking only two steps, Kaori suddenly turned back and said in a firm tone: "I
believe you. Good night!" As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and ran away lightly.

When she arrived at the door of the girls' dormitory, Kaori wondered why that annoying manager, Kato, was not there. But that's fine, at least
she can get in without wasting her breath. Kaori never imagined that Kato was looking at the camera in his hand, a terrifying smile on his face
. %

... The phone went dead. Ayaka sighed and put the receiver back down. "Not here tonight either?" Ayaka's unease began to grow . For the past few nights, Ayaka had called her boyfriend twice, but no one answered. "Where on earth is he ?" Ayaka sat on her bed, lost in thought. After a whole day of battling with the girls, Ayaka desperately craved her boyfriend's warm embrace. Because Ayaka was a very responsible teacher, she always strictly enforced school rules, which often clashed with those sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls who loved beauty. The ringing of the phone by her bedside startled Ayaka awake. With anticipation, she picked up the receiver.

"Yes, this is Minami." It was Kato, the manager, on the other end of the phone. For some reason, Ayaka
felt Kato's voice sounded a little gloomy.

"What? I'm coming right now." Ayaka was startled, her voice trembling slightly.

Kato

, carrying Ayaka on his back, put the powder into a tall glass of water, then turned around to look at
Ayaka standing before him. "But, I was startled." Kato looked Ayaka up and down.

Ayaka was wearing a white shirt, a black short skirt, a light red woolen cardigan, flesh
-colored stockings, and black leather strapless stilettos. Her usually neatly combed hair, styled in a bun, was now draped over her shoulders. Her face was slightly flushed from walking so quickly, making her appear more alluring and seductive than usual. Kato felt his penis hardening. He took a deep breath: " I never even dreamed I'd see you like that, Ms. Minami." Shocked by Kato's words, Ayaka felt dizzy and disoriented, her body swaying slightly . Ayaka took a deep breath, regained her composure, and was about to speak when she suddenly noticed the annoying man staring lustfully at her chest. Looking down, she saw her own prominent breasts pressing against her shirt, seemingly about to burst out. Ayaka immediately regretted grabbing a shirt a size too small in her haste. This shirt was meant for her boyfriend, but now it had benefited this useless man. Ayaka glared at the lecherous Kato, then pulled her jacket over her shoulder to cover the alluring sight. Realizing his lapse in composure, Kato quickly changed the subject: "Anyway, why don't you sit down?" Ayaka glanced at him, then gently sat down on the tatami, carefully keeping her legs together and slightly angled, so that the man wouldn't see a trace of her cleavage. However, sitting down caused her short skirt to ride up, revealing most of her rounded thighs, creating an even greater allure . "So, tell me, what is it about Maejima-kun?" "Before that, I think you should rest for a while." Kato estimated that the powder had completely dissolved, so he used a tray to bring the cup of water with the added medicine to Ayaka's face. Ayaka took the cup and examined it, then looked up warily and asked, "This isn't the cup you usually use, is it?" Unexpectedly, Ayaka looked at him like that. Kato suppressed his anger and instead said in a humble tone, "Of course it's for guests. But, the ladies have used it before." "Maejima-san used it too?" Kato gave a wry smile. "Kaori-san wouldn't drink the water I gave her." Ayaka wouldn't normally drink it either, but she was a little unsettled and needed to calm down. Feeling thirsty, she picked up the cup and, as Kato expected, drank the water in one gulp. Overjoyed, Kato slowly described to Ayaka what he had seen that evening, calculating the time it would take for the drug to take effect. Finally, Kato concluded, "So, as I've said before, I will report that matter to the chairman ." Ayaka said anxiously, "But, it's my duty..." Kato interrupted Ayaka, "If the chairman sees these photos," Kato said, taking out a photo he had taken of Kaori and a man passionately kissing from his pocket and placing it in front of Ayaka, "it will cause a huge problem ." Although she already had a feeling about it, seeing the photo of the two being intimate still filled Ayaka with indescribable bitterness . Ayaka's mind was in chaos: "No... no, it's Maejima-kun, he... he..." Ayaka knew rationally, but emotionally she still couldn't accept this fact, only able to deceive herself by saying, "I think he's just being deceived." But even Ayaka herself found her tone so weak and powerless, utterly unconvincing , as if she couldn't even fool herself. "You're particularly protective of this man," Kato ruthlessly exposed Ayaka's facade. Ayaka, her secret exposed, blushed and stammered, "You...you...don't... meddle..." Seeing Ayaka's panicked and vulnerable state, so different from her usual capable, strong, and decisive self, Kato smiled smugly. Ayaka looked at Kato's smiling face strangely, about to ask a question, when suddenly her vision blurred, Kato's smiling face became indistinct , and Ayaka's head began to shake. Kato was extremely pleased with himself: "What's wrong with you?" he asked, feigning embarrassment. Ayaka felt Kato's voice seemed to come from a great distance: "What's wrong with me?" The question had barely formed in her mind when Ayaka felt a wave of dizziness, her vision went black, and she collapsed onto the tatami. In the brief moment of unconsciousness, Ayaka seemed to hear Kato's smug laughter. Before going to bed at night, Moeko always liked to hide in the toilet and smoke a cigarette. She usually hid in the innermost stall , because it was generally deserted. But today, all the other stalls had "Under Repair" signs on them, and this stall's door wouldn't close. Moeko could only curse the manager's laziness in her mind while keeping an eye on the outside. Hearing the stall door being pushed open, "Oh no!" Moeko quickly threw her half-smoked cigarette into the toilet bowl and stepped out. Moeko's eyes lit up, and she touched her head: "Haha, it's Kaori-senpai. You 're still dressed so provocatively." Indeed, Kaori standing before Moeko was dressed in a shockingly daring and revealing outfit. Kaori was wearing a pink, almost transparent, sheer nightgown, the hem of which barely covered her buttocks. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, her rounded breasts, beautiful pink areolas, and erect, bright red nipples were clearly visible. Below, she wore only a narrow pair of silk panties, covering her high, protruding mons pubis. Her long, shapely, milky-white legs gleamed alluringly, and her slender, snow-white feet were even more captivating in her crystal flip-flops. "Anyway, there are only women here," Kaori said nonchalantly, walking into the inner room and pushing open the stall door. "Senpai!" Knowing the lingering smell of smoke inside, Moeko couldn't help but call out. Kaori, knowing her trendy cousin, smiled: "Don't worry, I don't care about other people's..."

"I'm not interested in anything."

"Fine." Moeko muttered, waving her hand and leaving the toilet.

Closing the stall door, Kaori turned to look at the squat toilet, lifted the hem of her nightgown, and reached for her underwear. "But
, it's so inconvenient to still be using a Japanese-style toilet. I need to hurry and tell Grandpa to get a Western-style one."

Kaori grumbled as she pulled her underwear down to her knees, spread her legs, revealing her genital muscles, and
a gush of golden fluid gushed out. "Ah!" Kaori groaned softly, a feeling of pleasure
welling up inside her Kaori didn't know why she felt pleasure while urinating. Meanwhile

,

Asami, who was searching for Chiaki, suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach and had to
run back to the toilet. Asami clutched her churning stomach and rushed into the toilet, heading straight for the only good stall
.

With a "bang," the stall door opened. "Ah!" Kaori, who was carefully wiping
her vulva was startled and quickly turned to look. Kaori was very careful about the hygiene of her genitals, so
she would clean herself carefully after each trip to the toilet.

"I...I'm sorry!" Asami was stunned to see Kaori's white buttocks right in front of her
and apologized desperately, "Because I was in a hurry..." Asami blushed and retreated. Kaori was both

ashamed and angry. She quickly wiped herself a few times and pulled up her underwear before leaving. "Couldn't you knock first?"
Just as she was about to argue with Asami, she saw that Asami had already rushed into the stall, so Kaori could only shake her head with a wry smile.

(5) After receiving Kato's note, Chiaki sat on the

floral carpet in her room, hugging her teddy bear and looking dejected .
Although extremely unwilling, Chiaki complied with Kato's request, wearing her school uniform—
a sailor uniform—without a bra underneath, only a revealing pink panty beneath her short skirt.

"Click."

Hearing the door open, Chiaki's heart skipped a beat, and tears silently streamed down her face. "Welcome,
Administrator-nii." Chiaki wiped away her tears, looked up, and forced a smile as she greeted him.

Kato casually locked the door behind him, then walked up to Chiaki with a gleeful expression, ready to enjoy
the beautiful flesh before him once more.

"Don't be rough with that plush toy!" Chiaki's voice trembled with tears as Kato snatched the plush toy from her hands
and threw it to the ground.

Kato ruthlessly grabbed the girl's two slender wrists together with one hand, lifting Chiaki off the ground
. With his other hand, he pressed Chiaki's head down,
saying coldly, "Your mouth isn't for complaining," Kato said. "It's for entertaining me, isn't it?"

Chiaki was now kneeling with her hands raised and knees on the ground in front of Kato's feet. Kato firmly
gripped Chiaki's hands with one hand, then pulled out his already erect and thick penis with the other,
shaking it up and down in front of Chiaki a few times: "Before you enjoy it with your lower mouth, I'll let your upper mouth talk it all. If you don't
do it sincerely, you'll be punished."

Chiaki frowned, looking at the ugly, dark purple penis in front of her, her face pale. "I...
I'll do anything for my brother." After saying that, Chiaki closed her eyes helplessly, moved her head forward, and kissed the penis with trembling lips
. She kissed the glans first, then kissed down the shaft.

"Stick out your tongue and lick it!" Kato said happily.

Chiaki glanced up at the terrifying man, then slowly lowered her head to the glans,
parting her cherry lips slightly to extend her pink tongue. She gently licked the cleft of the glans with her delicate tongue tip. After licking for a while,
the glans was completely wet, and she began licking downwards, slowly covering the penis with the girl's clean saliva.

"Listen, that thing isn't just for you to enjoy. Be careful. If you leave teeth marks, the other girls
will be jealous!" Kato announced triumphantly.

Chiaki was startled, stopping her sucking motion, and looked up angrily at Kato: "Are you planning to
do this to other girls too?"

"You have no right to scold me for betraying your friend."

Chiaki looked at the shameless Kato, her expression darkening. She slowly lowered her head and resignedly began
to lick the penis again with her tongue.

Whether out of helplessness or a sense of atonement, Chiaki's movements were very focused; she
licked , as if she were licking something incredibly delicious. Kato felt extremely ecstatic and couldn't help but let out a soft
moan . Seeing Kato's reaction, Chiaki tried even harder to lick the crack on the glans with her tongue,
licking away the fluid that seeped out bit by bit.

"Come on, this time we'll film it properly."

Chiaki shuddered, her tongue leaving the penis: "No...it won't be...that...cruel..."

"Hurry up!" Kato shouted mercilessly, while swinging his thick penis and hitting Chiaki's delicate
face.

The pain on her face was slight, but Chiaki was heartbroken. But even now, Chiaki obediently
opened her lovely lips, almost splitting them open, to take Kato's thick penis into her mouth,
the pink ribbon in her hair trembling slightly.

Kato comfortably arched his back, letting his penis go in and out of Chiaki's small mouth. "Do you know what kind of photos Asami, whose secret you leaked
, took of me? If you saw them, you'd want to kill yourself!" Kato
looked down at the girl buried in his crotch, diligently swallowing his penis, and excitedly uttered
words that sent shivers down her spine: "I'll let you enjoy them later. Hehe!"

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Kato pushed Chiaki to the ground, unbuttoned her top, exposing her small, delicate breasts, and then
twisted her hands behind her back.

"Ah!...It hurts...Let me go." Chiaki didn't know what Kato was going to do, and a greater fear arose in her heart
.

Kato slapped her tender buttocks hard: "Shut up, stay put and behave, or
else..."

Kato took out a black rope and tied Chiaki's hands together.

"Spare me..." Terrified, Chiaki pressed her face against the carpet and pleaded desperately.

Kato ignored her, tied her hands, pulled the rope up, wrapped it around her neck, then
flipped Chiaki over. He then split the rope in two, looping it twice around Chiaki's breasts in a figure-eight shape, tightening it and
tying a knot . The rope tightly bound her small breasts, making them appear much larger. "This is too much!" Chiaki cried ,

feeling the rough rope rubbing against her delicate skin, a stinging and itching sensation. Kato lewdly flicked Chiaki's sensitive nipples with his fingers. "Ah!" Chiaki's nipples became even more erect and protruding, turning bright red from engorgement. "You're such a slutty girl. Seeing your erect nipples is unbearable." Kato mercilessly humiliated Chiaki. "No, no… please spare me…" Chiaki cried out, both ashamed and frightened. "Now let me see your lower half." Kato unbuttoned her skirt, pulling it down to reveal a pair of sexy panties that seemed completely out of place for a student. "What beautiful panties," Kato whispered in Chiaki's ear. "You're such a good girl." His gentle tone was like that of a lover, and the sudden tenderness from the usually cold and rough Kato made Chiaki forget her tears for a moment; she just stared at him blankly. Kato began to gently tickle her through the thin panties with his fingers. Chiaki writhed , letting out soft moans. Kato felt her lower half become warm and wet, and smiling, he pulled the panties down to Chiaki's ankles, exposing her beautiful garden to the air. A thin layer of nectar clung to her soft labia, giving them an obscene quality. Although she had been roughly penetrated before, her pink vulva was still so beautiful, like a charming peony bud about to bloom. "No...don't look like that." Feeling Kato's burning gaze, Chiaki cried out shyly. "You little slut, you're already wet so quickly." Kato stood up and took out the camera, fiddling with it. Knowing she couldn't escape her tragic fate, Chiaki resignedly closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. First, they filmed her whole body, then several close-up shots. When they filmed Kato's fingers thrusting in and out , Chiaki let out pitiful sobs, but her juices kept flowing out, wetting Kato's fingers. Under Kato's skillful touch, Chiaki began to moan softly, her thighs opening and closing, spasming incessantly. Kato used two fingers to move inside Chiaki's vagina, while his thumb pressed against the clitoris protruding from the folds of her flesh. "Ugh..." Chiaki let out a breathless cry, an indescribable pleasure spreading throughout her body. Kato quickened his pace. "Ah..." A strong electric current surged from her vagina, causing Chiaki to desperately arch her head back . "I can't take it... Ah..." Chiaki's soft body stiffened, and she gasped for breath. Kato felt a large amount of warm liquid gushing from deep within Chiaki's vagina and quickly pulled his fingers out. Kato picked up Chiaki, who was still in the afterglow of her orgasm. Chiaki, her body still trembling slightly, leaned weakly against Kato's chest . The nectar flowing from her vagina ran down her smooth...

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