I conquered the female PE teacher

Reiko Matsuno, a 29-year-old physical education teacher at Akihabara Girls' High School, graduated from the Department of Physical Education at Waseda University in Tokyo. She became a national athlete at 17, majoring in physical education.

My reason for raping her was simple: after I arrived, she repeatedly made outrageous statements in public, saying that Chinese men were impotent and relied on drugs to maintain their sexual prowess, thus implying that China's pharmaceutical industry was thriving while its sex industry was more barren than a desert.

Damn it, if you don't know, just say you don't know! Saying Chinese men are no good to my face is clearly a slap in the face. I prefer to use facts and reason to explain these things, especially facts—facts speak louder than words!

It was a Saturday, and all the local teachers had gone home. Matsuno, being from Hyogo Prefecture, usually stayed at school on weekends, only returning home for holidays.

I decided to take her this weekend and let her experience firsthand whether Chinese men were truly capable or not.
Without further ado, I didn't plan to do it secretly; the school's teachers' dormitory area was completely empty today, so I went directly to her dormitory. Through the window, I saw she was only wearing a white short-sleeved t-shirt and purplish-red underwear. Her full breasts pushed the t-shirt high, and her shapely legs were without an ounce of fat. She was quite pretty.

"Knock, knock, knock," I went straight to the door and knocked. "Who is it?" came a voice from inside. I didn't answer and continued knocking.

"Who is it? How rude! Why are you opening the door..." The door opened, and her words stopped halfway. "What are you doing here? You're not welcome here!" she said, and was about to close the door. I pushed the door open first and walked in.

"Hey, are all Chinese people this rude?" Seeing that I ignored her, she became a little angry and embarrassed.

"China is known as the land of etiquette, but etiquette is for polite people. For those who speak ill of others in public and behind their backs, etiquette seems to be a luxury, doesn't it?" I looked at the mature and sexy woman in front of me with interest, and continued in a teasing tone, "Is it true that publicly insulting men from other countries is the etiquette education you received, Ms. Matsuno?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Please leave now!"

"Hehe, you can deny it, but I can't pretend I don't know. This concerns the reputation of men from a country."

"Even if I said it, what do you want?" Seeing that I had no intention of leaving, she curled her lip lightly, "I just said that Chinese men are no good, no good at anything, and impotent in bed, so what? Are you going to eat me?

" Eat you? I don't plan on that, but since Ms. Matsuno has brought this up, I really want to prove something to you. Maybe you'll change your opinion of Chinese men? I continued to keep her in suspense, while slowly approaching her.

"What are you going to do?" She took a step back warily.

"Hehe, don't be nervous!" "I leisurely took two steps back, went to the door, and easily locked it," I said. "I just wanted to take advantage of this leisurely time to give Miss Matsuno a 'deep and thorough' understanding of Chinese men." "

You... what do you want to do?" "She finally realized something," I said. "I'm warning you, don't do anything rash, or I'll call for help." "Her bluster was meant to scare me away, but unfortunately, she doesn't know who I really am. I'm a specially trained special forces soldier; if I can't even handle her, what face do I have to show here?
" "Fine, but you'd better be faster than me." "After saying that, I immediately took off all my clothes. I was only wearing a t-shirt and trousers. She hadn't even reached the phone yet.

I caught up with her, picked her up, carried her into the bedroom, and threw her onto the bed. My muscular body was right in front of her, my erect penis, veins bulging, throbbing and gleaming with a purplish-red sheen.

" There's an old Chinese saying: "You can eat anything, but you can't say anything." However, if you cooperate with me, maybe I can give you a pretty good experience. I'm afraid you might fall in love with me! "I continued teasing her, my hands ruthlessly lifting her t-shirt high, revealing her proud, firm breasts.

'Oh, really nice, a sexy figure, beautiful breasts,' I said, cupping her breasts in my hands, gently holding them, my index fingers climbing up her small nipples. I used my palms and fingers simultaneously, rotating her breasts counter-clockwise and rubbing her nipples clockwise. The rough touch of my fingers on her sensitive nipples sent a shiver through her, and I elicited her first comfortable moan from her lips with this teasing method that made her tremble.

'Mmm…' Her voice was helpless yet clear. She had originally thought I would forcefully and brutally possess her body, then use various perverse methods to crush her will, thus humiliating her. Instead, I had begun teasing her body in such a gentle way. The contrast between her expectations and reality threw her off balance, and she involuntarily surrendered control of her body to me.

My teasing continued. "

"No... um... oh... you can't... do this... no... no... stop... ah... how can you... oh... um... no... you can't..."
Although my teasing made her feel very comfortable, the unwillingness in her heart still drove her to resist my invasion. However, the physical sensations were so strong and real. She was not a virgin. She had sexual experience. She also knew that now she could only rely on the little bit of self-esteem in her heart.

"Let go...you...can't...ah...oh...do this to...me..." She twisted her body violently, shaking her head, as if that would shake off my large hands that were occupying her breasts. "You...don't...do this...rudely...ah...um...um...humph..." Her breasts were sensitive; she couldn't lie to me. With just a few teasing touches, her resistance quickly weakened.

But I wasn't going to let her off so easily. I wanted to completely destroy her last bit of self-respect. I wanted her to willingly and utterly submit to me. Women are such contradictory creatures. Before she's tasted that ecstasy, her reserve can make her despise all men. But once a man can give her an experience of heaven and earth, she's very likely to become a piece of chewing gum that she can't shake off, clinging tightly to you.

I was confident of this, so I continued to grope her sensitive body without restraint, and the verbal humiliation continued.

"How is it, Miss Matsuno?" "Are you feeling good now? Hehe, I never expected Ms. Matsuno's breasts to be so sensitive, her nipples are even erect. Compared to your pretense, your body is much more honest. Hmm, not bad, I'm going to explore her properly, haha!" I continued to ruthlessly strip away her reserve, my hands invading her breasts with even more force.

Just as she was still trying her best to resist the pleasure brought by my breast attacks, my left hand had already moved downwards, reaching into her panties to open up a second battlefield.

The first thing I felt when I put my hand in was—smooth, she's still a pubic hairless girl. I ran my fingers around her vulva, but I couldn't find any trace of shaved hair. If there was any, it was only because her genitals were a little wet when I teased her breasts earlier.

"What a surprise, Ms. Matsuno doesn't have any pubic hair? Hehe!" "As I spoke, my hand began to cup her vulva, pressing my entire palm against her mons pubis, gently rotating and pressing, my fingers occasionally tracing upwards along the lower edge of her vulva. The intense stimulation caused her sensitive body to react in ways that frightened her. To avoid losing face in front of me, she could only resist my advances with even more violent twisting, while protesting even more vehemently:

'No...you...bastard...get away...let me go...ah...ah...um...stop...no...no...ah...stop...'"

I ignored her cries, but suddenly increased the pressure and speed of my touch. The intense stimulation from her breasts and vagina simultaneously made her dizzy, and her body began to tremble involuntarily with my teasing. A mixture of tingling, numbness, and itching sensations coursed through her vagina, leaving her feeling utterly exhausted and unable to control herself. Finally, with a gentle tremor, her already wet vagina shyly released the fluids of orgasm.

I watched her reaction with satisfaction; everything was under my control and exactly as I had anticipated. The next step was to completely destroy any semblance of composure she relied on. Before me, all her sense of superiority was nothing but a fragile piece of paper.

I released her now limp body, grabbed a pair of scissors from the desk, lifted the crotch of her underwear, and cut it off, kindly reminding her, "Don't move around, I'll be heartbroken if you hurt yourself!" "

She didn't move. The stimulation from the teasing was too great. In her previous sexual experiences, she had never encountered a man who could bring her to orgasm with just caresses. As a woman with a 'white tiger' (a woman who is sexually active), she knew very well how strong a woman's libido was. Her boyfriend, even with a vibrator, would take at least half an hour to bring her to her first orgasm. Although he was a soldier in the Self-Defense Forces, he rarely satisfied her completely during sex. Usually, he would orgasm once during foreplay, then have sex, and then again afterward. Although it wasn't perfect, he was the strongest man she had ever met. But compared to the man in front of her, the difference was obvious. Her mother was a woman with a 'white tiger' (a woman who is sexually active), and in her 15-year marriage with her father..." She had never been satisfied in life. Her mother married young, giving birth to her at 18, and divorced when she was 14. When she turned 18, her mother told her that women with a "white tiger" personality have a strong sex drive, so she must find a man with strong sexual ability. Everything else can be compromised, but she cannot deceive her mother about her body and mind, otherwise she would end up like her mother sooner or later. She pitied her mother's experience and also followed her mother's advice because she knew her own body's condition. Her mother hadn't lied to her. From the age of 18, she had dated men, but they either left her because of her insatiable demands or were too weak, until she met this soldier from the Self-Defense Forces, who finally satisfied her needs. But now, this annoying Chinese man was using the most skillful seduction techniques to shake her firm resistance.
"Oh, indeed, not bad," I said, cutting open her panties to reveal her hairless mound, above which were two slightly dark-colored labia majora surrounding her small vulva, already wet from her previous orgasm. It seemed she had just showered before I arrived, still smelling faintly of bath gel.

"Looks like my little beauty already knew I was coming and couldn't wait for me to kiss her, huh? Haha!" "

You can't...don't do this...you can't...do this to me...you shameless...Chinese pig..."

Hearing this, my expression turned serious. "Chinese pig? Hahaha! You think you Japanese are all good people?" I left her, took a thick stack of DVDs from my bag, and mercilessly threw them at her face. "If we Chinese are pigs, then you shorty bastards on this island are beasts who only think with your lower bodies, fleas who only know how to abuse women and jump on their bellies. Seventy years ago, you came ashore, killed Chinese men, and raped Chinese women, and didn't you still get beaten back by the Chinese? If we hadn't abided by the Geneva Convention, do you think your little island, which is earthquake-prone every day, could have withstood the wrath of the Chinese army? Do you really think your so-called self-defense forces soldiers are better than our Chinese soldiers? Look closely, those short mules who are less than 175 cm tall can only hug you stupid cunts and moan. Only a stupid cunt like you would like to moan and whine under that pencil tip that's less than 8 centimeters long, fuck!"
After saying that, I ignored her struggles and began to use my nimble tongue to lick her already erect clitoris.

My words utterly devastated her. Scattered around her were domestically produced pornographic DVDs. It wasn't that she wasn't familiar with such things; she and her soldier boyfriend had once made love while watching porn, often focusing more on foreplay than penetration. Although she had experienced a few orgasms, they were only slightly better than with her previous boyfriends. And now, this man—the man she despised and even hated most—was exploring her body for pleasure.

My teasing was skillful; I seemed to know exactly where her G-spot was. Just a casual lick caused her body to inexplicably spasm, followed by an involuntary tremor in her lower body, and then something flowed out.

Her body was honest. Although she resisted, she couldn't stop the waves of pleasure from the tingling and itching in her vagina. That uncontrollable feeling made her unable to resist, and she could only release a wave of pleasurable fluid amidst the spasms.

My teasing continued, gradually deepening. My nimble tongue parted her labia, slowly probing into the depths of her already aroused vagina. Feeling the slow, rough friction of my tongue, she finally let out a reluctant moan from deep within her throat: "Oh..."

I noticed her loosening and keenly caught this, and began to explore her already slightly wet and tender vagina with all my might.

"Mmm... Oh..." The weak moans continued; she no longer knew where she was. Now, she only wanted to continue, and continue, until she reached that peak of pleasure.

Under my continued teasing, she gradually became intoxicated. The sensations from her vagina were so real, so irresistible. The tide of pleasure was crashing against the dam of her desire, the impact so intense that she finally reached another climax under the surge of pleasure.

A suppressed sound came, and I saw clear fluid flowing from her vagina once again. I knew she had climaxed.

"Listen, Matsuno-sensei," I said seriously, pulling away from her still slightly convulsing body, "I am Chinese. I respect all nations in this world, including the vast majority of Japanese people, but I will never allow anyone to slander my country and nation. If it weren't for what you said earlier, I think I would have shown you the gentle side of a Chinese man—if I needed a woman. But you… I'm not like those men in those DVDs, and I hope you don't think I'm like them, drooling over every woman I see. I have my own code of conduct. I was once a soldier, but I'm not a beast. Now, you can call and accuse me of rape. I'll be here waiting." After saying that, I ignored her gaze, covered her exposed genitals with the sheet, left the bedroom, and sat on the sofa.

I didn't care whether my words would affect her; I just did what I wanted to do—uphold dignity!

Lying on the bed, she remained motionless, a single tear rolling down her cheek. She had always looked down on her neighboring country, believing that only her own people were superior. Even watching porn and having sex with her boyfriend didn't bring her complete satisfaction; she still felt her nation was powerful. But my words shook her beliefs.

Yes, there are no absolute powers in the world. Japan's rapid development was achieved only under peaceful conditions. She herself drove a German car and ate Chinese food. Although the man in front of her had violated her, he hadn't brutally taken her body or destroyed her will like a real rapist. In fact, he had brought her to orgasm twice with just simple teasing.

A sudden thought made her blush for no reason, and her wet lower body even felt a little expectant. "Maybe this man isn't what he seemed. Just as he said, he acted this way because of his irresponsible slander."

Having figured this out, lying on the bed, she even felt a little anticipation. Would having sex with me provide a better experience than the foreplay?

But what I said at the end still left her with a slight sense of uncertainty. "Maybe I should apologize to him." Banishing the romantic thoughts from her mind, she finally made her decision.

When she stood before me wrapped in a sheet, I was already dressed. Seeing her come out, I smiled and gestured for her to go to the phone. I didn't expect to change her ingrained beliefs with just a few words, but I had said everything I wanted to say, and I had taught her a lesson. I had no regrets. Then I saw something that surprised me. She didn't go to the phone, but instead knelt before me like a timid housewife, bowing her head deeply. "I'm sorry... I... I apologize for my irresponsibility... I hope you can forgive me..."

I was a little confused. What was going on? I looked at her with some doubt, not understanding what she wanted to do. Seeing that I didn't speak, she assumed I still held a grudge against her, so she buried her head even deeper. "I'm so sorry, I... I said... offensive things to Chinese people. I know I was wrong, and I hope you can forgive me, Teacher Long. Please accept my apology, please!"

I finally understood what she was saying. She didn't seem to be joking; in fact, I found it somewhat amusing. Had I driven this woman a little crazy? An apology? Ridiculous! I ignored her and continued thinking about my own things.

Seeing that I still ignored her, she simply stopped talking and remained kneeling before me, her head bowed.
The silence, the prolonged silence, made me very uncomfortable, especially with a woman kneeling before me—uh, a beautiful woman. But now wasn't the time to admire a beautiful woman. "Sigh, woman, maybe she really regrets it and is apologizing to me?" The sudden thought startled me, but I knew that continuing to let her kneel like this would be petty.

"Get up, I forgive you." I stood up and said to her, "I hope that in the future you will do as you said and stop saying things that hurt national feelings."

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