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Academy of Fine Arts 

I'm a 32-year-old art university lecturer, still single. It's not that I'm lacking in personal qualities; perhaps it's because I indulged in too many relationships with men in the past, causing me to completely lose the mystery and excitement of sex. Even watching porn where European men are seen forcefully penetrating women, I no longer feel that longing.

The more avant-garde and radical a profession is, the easier it is to lose passion, and I'm experiencing this deeply now. While idly browsing SM chat groups, a profile picture flashed unexpectedly, and I received a file.

It was a video, a Japanese video, depicting a high school girl bondaging and disciplining a mature woman. When I saw the girl laughing innocently while ruthlessly playing with a woman's private parts, the humiliation and pain struck my heart.

I watched the 80-minute video without blinking; my erect nipples rubbing against my pajamas made me incredibly aroused, my hands unconsciously gripping the sheets. The girl's constant manipulation felt like it was happening to me, making me clench my legs tightly each time. Finally, as I became completely absorbed in the video, I started masturbating, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't reach orgasm.

"Alright, that's all for today. Remember to finish your homework, there are only two more periods left!" I finished today's lesson and packed up my things. The students had already started leaving the classroom. At this moment, a pretty and innocent-looking girl walked up to me. Her firm breasts made her t-shirt look like it was about to burst, instantly reminding me of the girl in that porn movie. She blinked her big eyes and said cheerfully, "Teacher, here!" She handed me her earphones. Only the two of us were left in the classroom. I smiled and took the earphones and put them on. She immediately played a video on her phone.

When the video started playing, I froze. It was a fixed camera angle, clearly a chat camera pointing directly at someone. In the video, a woman on a bed was completely naked and trying to masturbate. Her hands were vigorously playing with every sensitive area of her body, but she couldn't reach orgasm. The two erect nipples on her full breasts swayed with her body, and hysterical screams kept reaching my ears.

"Teacher, don't you know the camera can be hacked?" the girl asked innocently. I was so nervous and ashamed that I didn't know how to react. She continued, "Teacher, you're so sexy! You tried so hard but didn't even have an orgasm, right?" As she spoke, her right hand slipped under my skirt along my thigh. When her fingers pressed against my private parts, I almost screamed as if I'd been electrocuted. The pressure through my underwear alone made me breathless and dizzy, almost causing me to fall.

As she withdrew her hand, I could only barely hold onto the podium, my knees bent, trying to keep my balance. She gently patted my butt: "I'll wait for you in the restroom at the end of the corridor. Don't be late!"

I slowly calmed down, but my nipples were still hard against my bra. My mind raced, but I had to pack my things into my briefcase. I could only grit my teeth and go into the restroom.

She had already opened the last stall door, gesturing for me to go in. She then came in and locked the door, lifting my miniskirt from behind. I gasped immediately, but she grabbed my hair and pulled it back to my ear, saying, "Don't scream!" The humiliation and oppression made it hard to breathe. She started unbuttoning my shirt: "Take off your panties and give them to me." I could only try my best to pull off my black stockings; this unconscious submission became increasingly natural the moment I took them off.

She took the panties and forcefully shoved them into my mouth, the rough action making me whimper in grievance. Then she frantically pushed off my shirt, which was still hanging around my waist, and removed my black bra, binding my hands behind my back with it. Then she pressed down on me from behind, grabbing wildly at my chest, biting my ear while panting like a beast.

Her hands gripped my already erect nipples, pulling them forcefully to the sides. The pain and stimulation made me struggle and whimper, but I couldn't resist. Amidst the pain, she whispered in my ear, "Stick your butt up." She pinched my nipple hard, and I could only whimper while trying to stick my butt up as high as I could on tiptoe. Just then, something slammed into my genitals. My body jumped up immediately, and the pain made me squat down, but with my nipple still pinched, I was only halfway up when she pulled me back to my feet.

Her cold voice rang in my ear again: "Stick your butt up!" I obediently complied again, and her knee pressed against my genitals without hesitation. After several repetitions, tears started streaming down my face from the pain. My hands were bound, and no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't free myself. Finally, the pain became so intense that I collapsed, ignoring the pain in my nipples.


She gave me no chance to catch my breath, grabbing me and flipping me over, slamming my neck against the wall with her left hand. My buttocks were stuck in the toilet tank, my legs barely able to spread apart, my toes barely touching the sides of the toilet. She played with my pubic hair for a moment with her right hand, then forcefully inserted her middle finger into my vagina. Just that one finger filled me with the terror and stimulation of a virgin, making my legs tremble and moan incessantly.

During her rapid thrusting, she repeatedly pressed my clitoris with her thumb. In her hand, I felt the excitement and stimulation of masturbation for the first time, each stroke sending my soul flying. As she pressed hard, she whispered, "Slut~~ Is it good~~ Is it good~~!" I almost rolled my eyes back, only able to nod symbolically. Sweat not only soaked my forehead but also made my body glisten. Then she suddenly pulled out her finger and forcefully slapped my genitals from bottom to top with her palm. The crisp snapping sounds, accompanied by her soft moans and my groans, echoed continuously. My eyes widened in pain, and my legs began to tremble. Then, her fingers slipped inside again, more stimulating and forceful than before, instantly transforming the previous pain into a strange excitement. This time, her fingers almost brought me to orgasm, but just as I was about to, she withdrew again, this time pinching my clitoris hard. I will never forget that pain. She pinched and pulled upwards, causing my vagina to tighten, and my uterus felt like it was being pulled downwards—a terrifying sensation.

I can't forget the girl's satisfied, cold smile; that condescending manipulation and humiliation made me painfully excited. The real pain in my genitals made my body tremble in response, until I was drenched in sweat and my genitals were red and swollen before she stopped. Instantly, I collapsed onto the toilet, exhausted. A strong urge to urinate surged up, and the urine sprayed out violently, the hissing sound very loud, but bringing me only a stinging pain throughout my lower body and an irresistible pleasure. I stared wide-eyed, head tilted back, hoping to finish urinating as quickly as possible, while she watched me with amusement, enjoying my expression. The last few spurts were excruciatingly painful, making me tremble all over. The girl then began to unbutton her denim shorts, revealing her genitals.

She yanked the underwear out of my mouth, then turned and pressed her genitals directly against my face, rubbing and stimulating me with her hips. My head was pressed against the water tank by her sitting on me; the suffocating pain and the squeezing force made it almost impossible for me to think. I don't know how long it lasted before she stopped. At that moment, everything felt so unreal. She unhooked my bra, squatted down, and looked at my face: "You can't wear underwear anymore, and you don't need to wear this or that either. Wait for my call tonight!" After saying that, she left, and I was overwhelmed by sexual arousal for the first time, unable to think clearly.

[The End]

[Word Count: 4744]

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