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"Okubo-san, and Koda-san, what brings you here together?" On a late summer afternoon, Yoko Mizuki, preparing to leave the female faculty office, looked up at the two students with a puzzled expression. She was a new English teacher, finally settling into school life, and could respond naturally when students called her "teacher."

Fortunately, so far, nothing troubled her, and her classes were well-received by the students.

"I'm so sorry, I'm busy right now," Okubo Ryuji said, bowing slightly.

"I have something I'd like to discuss with you, teacher." Ryuji was tall and handsome. His polite demeanor carried an air of authority. He excelled academically and athletically, and even the class bullies dared not mess with him.

"What is it?" Seeing Ryuji's gaze, Yoko felt a pang of unease, her cheeks burning.

She sensed danger emanating from Ryuji—that was her first impression of him. Although Yoko appeared refined, she possessed a strong personality, yet she still didn't know how to deal with a student like this.

"Something I can't say here... Could you please go somewhere private, teacher?" Ryuji stared intently into the other student's eyes as he spoke.

"I see... The college counseling room is empty..." Yoko felt suffocated. She turned her gaze away and explained to the head teacher, who was talking to another teacher, that she needed to use the college counseling room. Then she stood up and waved to the two students. The

college counseling room next door was a room about three tsubo in size, containing only a table, a folding chair, and a stainless steel filing cabinet.

"Okubo-kun, is something bothering you?" Yoko asked, opening the window and trying to sound cheerful.

"It's a problem with the teacher." "What? My problem?" Hearing this unexpected question, Yoko turned around at the window, crossed her arms, and looked puzzled. A strange, inexplicable unease welled up inside her.

"Teacher, your expression changed just now. Are you thinking about something?" Ryuji stood in front of the new teacher, who was not much older than him, and boldly put his hands in his pockets.

"Okubo-kun, what did you say? Don't say strange things." "Teacher, about a week ago, there was a very windy day." Ryuji said, glancing back as he spoke.

"She said she saw you, teacher, with your skirt billowing in the wind." Seeing the teacher's confused expression turn pale, Ryuji's face broke into a sarcastic smile.

"Teacher seems to remember now. To be precise, it was six days ago during lunch break, in the corridor leading to the library. The wind there was strong, a perfect place to lift your skirt." Ryuji couldn't help but laugh.

"But, teacher, you're too bold. In such a windy situation, not wearing underwear, and with your lower body..." "Stop talking! I don't understand a word... What are you talking about?" Yoko's eyebrows furrowed, but she still showed some fear, which not only failed to stop Ryuji's mockery but also fueled his anger. "

Teacher shouldn't lie. I'll show you the evidence." "Teacher, look closely, the situation under your skirt is very clear." "This...this is..." Ye Zi immediately recognized it as a candid photo of her lower body. She didn't know where it was taken, but the focus was perfect, even the details were clear.

"Isn't it a good photo? You can even see the butt crack in this one." The photo Ryuji showed revealed a round buttock under her skirt, taken from a vertical angle. And in the plump butt crack, two cotton ropes, like thongs, were embedded inside.

"Teacher, you can't keep saying you don't know. Do you know where this was taken?" In front of Ye Zi's panicked expression, Ryuji pulled a stack of photos from his pocket.

"It was taken while you were in class." When Ye Zi looked embarrassed, Ryuji mocked further:

"When you were reading aloud, you would definitely walk around the classroom, and every time the route was the same. When you got to my seat in the last row, you would turn around. Hehe, that's when the opportunity arose." Ryuji's first attempt was to hide the camera in his bag, pull the shutter release cable to his hand, and wait for the best opportunity.

No matter how he adjusted the camera angle, the skirt always blocked the view, allowing him to only capture half of the thigh. While he could place his backpack on the ground for the teacher to step over, that risked being discovered. Having no other option, Ryuji used a palm-sized camera, waiting for the subject to pass, deliberately knocking off his eraser, pretending to pick it up, and quickly pointing the lens into the skirt.

'That's how this masterpiece was taken. Although it was a very risky method, no one ever noticed,' Ryuji laughed loudly.

"You're so insidious! I don't want to talk to you anymore!" Ye Zi shook her head hysterically, trying to run away.

"You can't leave yet, we haven't finished talking." Ryuji reached out and grabbed Ye Zi's body.

"You're an exhibitionist perverted teacher, what right do you have to call me insidious?" Ryuji displayed a calm attitude like a cat playing with a mouse, holding the struggling body tightly. Even through the clothes, the elasticity of her buttocks felt wonderful, and at the same time, the physical contact caused his erection to swell painfully.

"How about it? Are you surrendering? Or are you going to scream for help?" Ryuji whispered sarcastically in Ye Zi's ear. Ye Zi seemed very sad, biting her lip, revealing an indescribable sexiness.

"Okubo-san, with her... Koda-san watching. Aren't you afraid of the consequences of doing this?" Knowing she couldn't escape, Yoko stretched out her right hand to the female student as if begging for help, but the student just stood there like a scarecrow, turning her pitiful face away, refusing to look at Yoko directly. "

Can't you tell that Natsuki and I are in cahoots?" Ryuji, with the air of a victor, revealed his close relationship with Koda Natsuki.

"Lift up your skirt and resolve the teacher's doubts. Knowing what kind of woman you are, we can definitely become good friends." Ryuji turned Yoko's body around, facing the classically beautiful girl.

"Hurry up! My temper can't wait." Ryuji's attitude terrified Natsuki.

"Yes..." Natsuki nodded in agreement, bending down and trembling as she pulled up the student's skirt. First, her cute, tucked-in knees were revealed, then her thighs, and finally... "Koda-san! Could it be that you are..." Yoko's surprised voice pierced Natsuki's heart; she trembled all over, her face turning red to her ears.

"The teacher is right, she's an exhibitionist no less than the teacher, and also a masochist." "It's common for me to go to school without underwear," Ryuji said, stroking his hairless mons pubis.

"No... it was last night... he forced me to shave it all off..." Natsuki's hands, gripping her skirt, trembled uncontrollably. Despite this, she didn't let go of the skirt, desperately trying to suppress her shame.

"So... that's what you two are like." Yoko seemed to have lost all strength to resist. She never dreamed she would meet someone with the same fetish.

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"So... your deceased boyfriend was a sadist, and you still can't escape his influence." "We met at a university lecture, and later lived together. Because he was in the mountaineering club, he was very skilled at rope handling, and every time he would leave me completely exhausted." Yoko forgot she was a teacher and told everything frankly, and was able to get along openly with Ryuji and the others.

"He had no gentleness at all, he was a typical sadist. But I still couldn't leave him. For half a year after he disappeared while mountaineering that winter, I still couldn't believe he was dead." "Right now, as my period approaches, I don't know why I keep thinking about that kind of torture, so I can only comfort myself with the rope he left behind." "So this rope was left by my lover. I'm actually a little jealous." Ryuji revealed a lustful expression, bent down and brought his nose close to his buttocks. Sure enough, he smelled the bloody scent of menstrual blood, which stimulated Ryuji's nasal cavity.

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