Nude photos used to blackmail English teachers

In the scorching September sun, the English Department of Gulf University welcomed another batch of new students. On the afternoon before the start of the semester, the faculty members, as usual, gathered in the spacious conference room of the department building. Department Head Pro. Newton and

President Dr. Wang entered the conference room with a young, beautiful, and poised lady. The initial clamor
subsided, and Xin Langling couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow, she's absolutely gorgeous!"

The president smiled and looked around at everyone, then invited the shy young woman to the front, saying: "
Good morning, faculty and staff! I'm sure you all had a wonderful holiday. Today, I'd like to introduce a new
colleague—Professor Li Yingying. Let's welcome Professor Li Yingying with applause." As soon as the president finished speaking, enthusiastic applause erupted in the conference
room .

"Hello everyone, I'm Li Yingying, you can call me Rachel if you prefer. Please guide me in the future.

Rachel's life at Gulf University has started exceptionally smoothly. Out of
trust in this young woman who has just obtained her master's degree, the department head arranged for her to be the English teacher for the first-year students. The professors in the department
all seemed intelligent, elegant, and graceful. Under their careful guidance, Rachel quickly became familiar with
her job, and her language skills gradually became apparent. [The following appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-translated
text:] ...only then did he open his smooth, tender flower core, shooting another stream of hot semen into the beautiful teacher's

thighs without spilling a drop, making Mi Jian drool.
She knew..." Rachel's unconventional teaching methods quickly won over the students, and her outstanding
figure and beauty made her the center of attention on campus. The number of students in her class surged from a dozen to
over 180. Rachel wasn't surprised by this start, as she had always been confident in her
appearance and abilities. Even at night, when she sat under the lamp,
expressing her longing for her husband in Australia through a sign, she didn't hide her confidence.

She had fallen in love with everything here. The beautiful and peaceful campus, the joy of success at work, the friendly
and amiable colleagues, and the intelligent and lovely students—this was indeed a teacher's ideal life.

"Peter, how I wish you could come back to me soon. This beautiful seaside city will be our
dream home." With longing for her husband and dreams of a bright future, Rachel drifted off
to sleep .

*Chirp* Yingying's glistening breasts felt like soft, white almond cake to the touch. Mi Jian's clutches tightened.
"Good afternoon everyone! Today we are going to talk about tanimals in..."

It was another scorching afternoon, and as usual, the spacious classroom was packed with students listening to the lecture.
Rachel smiled at the focused eyes below the podium and began her lively lecture. Her
clear, bright eyes shone with intelligence, and the sea of dark heads below the podium were drawn
into a wondrous world by her captivating voice.

In a corner of the focused classroom, a student sat half-submerged. His attire
was no different from the students around him: a t-shirt, jeans, sneakers, and small glasses perched on his nose. However, the book
open on his desk wasn't a first-year textbook; the folded book indicated he was a relaxed student. Of course, the students around him
didn't know that this ordinary young man wasn't their classmate.

This relaxed young man lowered his head, but his eyes were fixed intently on

Yingying, who was diligently lecturing at the podium—more attentively than anyone else in the classroom. He wasn't listening to the lecture; his eyes didn't
reveal a thirst for knowledge, but rather something that seemed… animalistic lust!

"Ring..." Another class ended, and the students crowded around Yingying, suddenly
disrupting the quiet classroom. But for some reason, he changed his mind. He locked the iron gate as before, went back up to the seventh floor, and the rattan
pond became lively. No one noticed that the strange young man quietly picked up his textbook and left.
The weather forecast coming from the radio in the lecture car confirmed this. Yingying's white Citro?n
drove gracefully out of the classroom along the university's winding road.

It was 2:45 pm on Tuesday. All the teachers had returned to school, and the tall dormitory building was deserted.
Every afternoon thereafter, if it was Yingying's class, this young man would always be there. Every time he moved, he
caught Yingying's sharp eyes, like a wolf patiently waiting for its prey. He would occasionally scribble a few lines in his
notebook . No one had ever seen what he had written in the notebook. On the edge of the notebook was a
black stamp. Those familiar with seal script knew that the pattern on the stamp was a person's name—Mi Jian!

Mi Jian had been attending freshman classes for three weeks now, and only 25 days had passed since the start of the semester. He'd
actually heard about Li Yingying's arrival from his junior classmates long ago, even though he generally looked down on
these younger university students. He wasn't going to miss any news that interested him. Li Yingying's name
had practically taken flight, becoming the talk of the town among all the male students. How could Mi Jian not know? He
'd even thoroughly investigated Li Yingying's background, including her age, hometown, address, husband's occupation, hobbies
, and even her height, weight, and measurements—all thanks to hacking into the school's
computer files. This young and beautiful female teacher had become his next target.

He began secretly following Li Yingying, meticulously recording her daily activities in a notebook—
a technique taught by a surveillance software called "Tracking and Tracking" downloaded from his computer. He
entered Li Yingying's movements into the computer every day, and soon he clearly understood her daily routine: as a
young female teacher whose husband was abroad and who had just joined a new school, Li Yingying had neither relatives nor close
friends . She lived alone in an apartment provided by the university for single teachers, and her life was unbelievably simple.
Every day, besides preparing lessons and teaching, she would swim and do aerobics in the faculty fitness center on campus. Sometimes she would
tutor some students in the evening, and otherwise she would stay in her dormitory, with no other social activities. Even on Saturdays and Sundays, she would still be in the department office or computer
room. "Li Yingying smiled and bowed to everyone to express her gratitude, and so the new academic year began.
Most students left school to go home, and most teachers also went out to spend their weekends. She was always in
the department office or computer room.

Mi Jian was organizing the research materials at his computer, thinking to himself: "Such a young and beautiful
woman, living such a low-key and secluded life, it would be such a waste if she didn't comfort me properly." He
reached out and tore down a photo from the computer screen,
kissed the beautiful image of a woman with long, flowing hair and dressed in pure white, and held the photo in his hands, softly saying, "My darling, I'm here!" The
beautiful woman in the photo was none other than Li Yingying, the young female teacher Mi Jian had been secretly plotting to possess these past few days. "

Who's there? What do you want? No...no, don't come any closer!" The day's arrangements were in place. Because of the "public" holiday, there would be a four-day break this weekend, and most of
the English department teachers had their own plans. "What's on your schedule?" " Yingying replied with a smile, "I've bought my train ticket for Sunday, and I plan to go home the day after tomorrow. I heard you're planning to go diving, is that right?" Pure female teacher bondage and sperm-eating photos, this is expensive stuff online, hahaha..." "Yes, I was originally planning to invite you to go with me? Is your home far?" Mi Jian looked Yingying's figure up and down, his eyes filled with hunger and provocation. The spotlights went out, the door closed, Yingying was pale and happy! " Close." She reached out to pull the iron gate, but the iron gate didn't budge. She pulled hard, but couldn't open it. Originally, "Thank you! Bye-bye!" Outside the office door, the setting sun reflected a tall, bearded figure. He seemed to be listening to Lang Lingqing's conversation. When a series of chaotic footsteps sounded and walked towards the door, the bearded figure disappeared in a flash. The lights went out, and the student dormitory was no longer as lively and bustling as before. The dense woods were filled with the chorus of cicadas. Yingying returned to her dormitory and quickly dialed home. She planned to go home; she hadn't been to her mother's parents dearly. She also had good news to tell them: her beloved husband would be returning to China next month to visit relatives! Yingying's face was filled with happiness; she was so happy she almost laughed out loud. At that very moment, in another dormitory, another person was also almost laughing out loud with joy. He was practically shouting with glee. This person was, of course, Mi Jian. He knew Yingying was going home the day after tomorrow. "According to her habits , she'll definitely be at the Department of Foreign Languages office tomorrow. At that time, the university's teaching area will be completely deserted ; I can take advantage of that." Mi Jian was overjoyed; he was waiting for his chance. That night, both Mi Jian and Yingying slept soundly. The next day, Saturday morning at nine o'clock. Yingying woke up to find it was already late. Looking out the large window at the bright scenery, she saw it was a beautiful day. After washing up and having breakfast, Yingying began to dress herself. She changed into a light gray-blue V-neck t-shirt, a white A-line skirt, sheer twill stockings, and milky white high-heeled shoes. She twirled in front of the mirror, her snow-white skirt billowing, revealing her snow-white skin, long, flowing hair, and slender figure. The youthful goddess who had driven all the boys in her department crazy in college had once again appeared before her. She smoothed a strand of hair from her smooth forehead applied a thin layer of foundation, and a touch of lipstick. Then, she slung her handbag over her shoulder and headed towards the office building. How could she forget this terrifying experience? She couldn't. Today is Saturday. As usual, she needs to go back to her department to prepare next week's lesson plans. More importantly, she needs to make an IP phone call with her husband, who is far away in Australia, via the internet. Although they have only been apart for half a year, there is still time. Yingying walked into the office building, took the elevator, and quickly arrived at the 6th floor. She opened the iron gate of the office door, walked into the long corridor, and then pulled the iron gate closed. The office building was empty, and the silence was a little eerie, but Yingying was already used to this quiet situation. Her high heels made a crisp "tap, tap, tap" sound on the concrete floor of the corridor until she walked into the office at the end of the corridor. Yingying put down her handbag, sat down at her desk, and began to flip through next week's lecture notes. Time slowly passed in the quiet. After sitting for a while, Yingying felt a little thirsty, so she picked up her water glass and went to the side. Mi Jian's lewd gaze made Yingying feel truly ashamed and embarrassed. Since she was old enough to understand, even her closest male... "Ah!" Yingying screamed as Mi Jian's long spear slammed into the secret passage, forcefully prying open the quiet hall beside it. Reaching the point where he touched those bouncy, snow-white mounds, he kneaded Yingying's high breasts and tender nipples, continuing to... At this moment, Mi Jian had already sneaked into the office building. He couldn't control his important and excited feelings, so he woke up at seven o'clock. His classmates in the dormitory had already all left. He quickly put rope, omnipotent key, condoms, knife, anesthetic, and other items into his green military satchel, and sneaked into the English department's office building under the cover of dawn . He was careful and cautious, but he didn't see a single ghost. With his familiarity with the campus buildings, he took the elevator to the top floor, where the English department's offices were located, and also the place Yingying visited every weekend . The English Department's office building, called "Gao Weiwen Building," was donated by an alumnus of Ocean University. The rectangular , six-story building is built against the hillside, with staircases on one side and long corridors connecting the various rooms on each floor. On the sixth floor of the English Department building, at the end of the corridor is the department's meditation hall, and near the elevator is a locked iron gate. In the center are the offices of the various faculty members. Mi Jian already knew that Yingying's office was the one closest to Lang Lingqing. He took out his prepared all-purpose key and easily opened the iron gate. He had planned to hide in Yingying's office and suddenly attack as soon as she entered. "She's here!" Mi Jian's heart rate nearly exceeded 100 beats per minute. He cautiously went downstairs, step by step approaching the opened office door. He quietly clutched a can of highly effective anesthetic spray, then took a deep breath and rushed into the office. The bright and clean room was empty. A stack of , and a white handbag hung diagonally on the back of the chair. Li Yingying was nowhere to be seen. Mi Jian was puzzled, but he still immediately hid the anesthetic. Just then, the thick soundproof door to the adjacent Xinjiang Academy Hall was pushed open, and Yingying appeared before , startling both of them.

Yingying was puzzled by the young man dressed like a student with a green backpack appearing in the office building at this time. She
asked, "Are you a classmate? How did you get in?"

Her sweet words were even more irresistible. Mi Jian's large penis brought a strong sexual impact, and
Mi Jian, her last psychological defense, was also caught off guard. He was momentarily at a loss and could only stammer an "uh," but
he quickly composed himself: "Excuse me, teacher, I'm a second-year engineering student. I came to deliver something to Lin Dao."
In his anxiety and excitement, he kept looking at his watch. Around ten o'clock, he finally heard the familiar sound
of Teacher Long delivering something downstairs.
The holiday ended quickly, and the university returned to its usual bustling atmosphere. The English department teachers were puzzled because,

"Oh, I see. But classmate, today is the weekend, and Teacher Lin is on holiday. He won't be back
to work . Should I pass it on?" Yingying said as she entered the office. In her memory, she seemed to
have no recollection of the "students" before her. But she clearly still trusted his words; in her eyes, all her classmates
were honest and lovely, yet she immediately paid the price for it.

"Come on, come in," Yingying called to Mi Jian.
Yingying was momentarily powerless to resist. Mi Jian grabbed her hair and dragged her to the quiet hall at the far end of the corridor.

"Actually, it's nothing. You can give it to the teacher too," he said calmly as he entered the room and walked to
Yingying 's side.

Mi Jian handed the anesthetic nozzle to Yingying and suddenly pressed the button. A white mist-like
liquid sprayed violently towards Yingying.

"Ugh..." Yingying only felt a pungent smell hit her face. She inhaled it and immediately felt dizzy
. Yingying quickly covered her mouth and nose with her hands: "Classmate, what...what are you doing?"

Mi Jian leaned forward and continued spraying the drug into Yingying's face. Startled, Yingying reached for
the water glass on the table and threw it at Mi Jian. The glass hit Mi Jian's hand holding the spray bottle, and the boiling water spilled out, scalding him
. The spray bottle clattered to the ground. Taking advantage of Mi Jian's momentary lapse in concentration, Yingying
forcefully pushed him aside and ran towards the door.

Caught off guard, Mi Jian let Yingying rush out of the room. He knew that if he didn't subdue this female teacher, he would
be in trouble, so he ignored the burning pain in his hand and chased after her.

Yingying burst out and quickly passed through the corridor. Although wearing high heels prevented her from running, she
entered the elevator, which would give her a chance to escape the man chasing her
. His hands reached behind her back to her chest, kneading her high, firm breasts.

Yingying ran while shouting, "Help! Help!"

She had reached the iron gate; pulling it open would lead to the elevator. The heavy footsteps behind her grew louder.
The iron gate was locked with a large bicycle lock. Yingying turned around and saw Mi Jian
back at his desk. She didn't resist, and the phone finally went dead. Mi Jian breathed a sigh of relief and quickly disconnected the caller ID
. She was almost in front of him when he pounded on the iron gate: "Is anyone there?! Help me! Someone come quick!"
"No one will hear you, my beauty!" Mi Jian's cold voice sounded behind her: "The iron gate
is locked. Without the key, you can't get out." Mi Jian smiled, shaking the key in his hand, and
slowly approached Yingying's body.

Yingying leaned against the iron gate, panting, staring in horror at the man approaching her step by step: "You...you are still
...you forgot me so quickly? My Rachel." The familiar voice came from the man's throat.

Yingying desperately retreated, her hands covering her chest, but she had nowhere to escape. Mi Jian reached out and
grabbed Yingying's wrists, then forcefully pulled her in front of him. His hand was so strong that Yingying felt as if her wrists had been clamped off.
Night fell quickly, and the campus, which had been bustling for a week, gradually quieted down. The lights in the classrooms and office buildings dimmed.
Yingying felt as if her wrists had been clamped off. Mi Jian subdued Yingying in an instant, then used one hand
to hold her around the waist and dragged her to the other end of the corridor. Yingying struggled desperately, trying to steady herself
and not retreat, while her mouth screamed for help. Her sharp cries echoed in the empty office building, sounding
particularly arrogant.

Seeing that Yingying wouldn't give in, Mi Jian knew that continuing the struggle would only bring him bad luck. So, he grabbed
Yingying , clenched his other fist, and struck her hard in the abdomen. Yingying
felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, couldn't breathe, and could no longer cry for help. Her body immediately bent
over .

Mi Jian pulled Yingying's hair back, causing her scalp to bulge. He then slapped
her several times. Yingying immediately lost her strength, and a flush rose on her delicate, fair cheeks. Her high
heels left two scratch marks on the ground.

Upon entering the lecture hall, Yingying was forcefully pushed onto the carpeted floor. She lay prone, her
beauty evident. This mature and alluring female body was something Mi Jian had never experienced before, and his member quickly became erect again. Mi Jian
slammed the door shut and then drew all the velvet curtains,
plunging . Mi Jian seemed unusually familiar with the place; he pushed aside rows of chairs and dragged Yingying
to the center of the hall, then turned on a blinding spotlight.

The pale yellow spotlight cast a bright light, enveloping Li Yingying's body in a circular halo
. Yingying was half-curled up, a tear streak on her beautiful face. The anesthetic she had initially inhaled was intensely
affecting her.
The anesthetic was entering her bloodstream more quickly, leaving her feeling weak and powerless. Her snow-white, delicate
skin seemed almost transparent under the light, crystal clear. A light blue-gray t-shirt and a white A-line skirt accentuated
Yingying's graceful figure. Sheer twill stockings and white high heels created a perfect silhouette.

That day in the lecture hall, he hadn't realized Yingying's beauty was so indescribable. The tall, imposing
man walked over to Yingying and knelt down, his hand tracing the outline of her chest beneath her t-shirt. Yingying gradually
recovered from the pain, sorrow, and drug-induced lethargy. She suddenly sat up, retreating hastily.

"Who are you? What do you want?" The previous attack had left her with a deep
sense of terror.

Mi Jian chuckled and said, "Miss Li, you're asking a question you already know the answer to. It's just the two of us here. What do you
think I would do?"

"Don't try to fool me. If you expose someone, you'll go to jail. Are you going to try to take care of me?"
"You..." Yingying felt a chill run through her body. From that day on, she was destined to become a plaything in the hands of a lecherous demon

. "Didn't you say that all the teachers were on holiday? This is a soundproof room on the sixth floor. No matter how much you scream,
no one will hear you. As long as you don't say anything, who will arrest me and put me in jail? Come on, beautiful miss, I've been missing
you so much that I'm almost going crazy. Let me comfort your love hole!" Mi Jian finished speaking and pounced on Yingying.
"Stop! I'm your teacher. You can't do this! Ah..." Yingying tried her best to dodge, not letting Mi
Jian touch her.

"Miss, you know what? You're so beautiful, it's unbearable. I've only attended one of your classes,
but for a newlywed couple, that's been far too long. So she cherishes every week when they're online
together and can't stop listening anymore. I've waited a whole month to win you over, so today
you have to be my woman no matter what! How can you refuse a student's request, Miss?"

"No! No! Let me go! You beast!" Yingying tried to get up, but was pressed heavily onto the carpet and
couldn't move.

Mi Jian straddled her and reached out to lift her skirt. A corner of Yingying's snow-white skirt was pulled up,
revealing a white silk petticoat and two shapely thighs encased in flesh-colored stockings. The thin, elastic muslin
stockings were semi-transparent, shimmering softly under the spotlight; the stockings concealed her exquisite thighs,
revealing glimpses of her snow-white skin, perfectly complementing her white stiletto heels—a truly alluring sight. Mi Jian's left arm was wrapped around
Yingying's waist, his legs clamping her lower body, rendering her unable to struggle. His right hand continued to caress her beneath her skirt,
appreciating her captivating body.
The sound of high heels followed, then the sound of a door opening.

Yingying was on the verge of collapse. She couldn't believe that such a lecherous beast was among her students, and she
couldn't believe she was now falling into his clutches. She twisted her body, trying to pry open Mi Jian
's grip, but Mi Jian clearly hadn't underestimated the female teacher's determination to resist. His left arm was so strong that Yingying
was held tightly in his embrace, unable to escape. Meanwhile, Mi Jian's right hand slid down
the inside to the sensitive, hidden spot where her legs met, pressing gently yet firmly. Yingying
felt a long-lost tingling, itchy, and tingling sensation in her lower body, as if electrocuted, and her body immediately went limp.

Yingying's legs clamped tightly together, trying to lessen the impact of Mi Jian's caresses. Mi Jian, of course,
was well aware of the heat of Yingying's body as his fingers touched her, and he became even more persistent in his probing. Yingying soon felt
her mouth dry and her eyes dizzy.

After a while, seeing that Yingying's resistance was gradually weakening, Mi Jian began to shamelessly knead Yingying's
round and soft buttocks. His left hand also spread out over Yingying's waist, reaching behind her to unbutton her skirt. She
couldn't help but moan, her hands involuntarily gripping the sheets tightly.
Two buttons, then a "squeak," and Yingying felt her tightly bound waist loosen, knowing that
the buttons had been undone. Mi Jian began to pull the skirt down, and Yingying was terrified. Was he really
going to use his real red, narrow, mysterious passage? Streams of transparent fluid flowed out continuously, quickly making Yingying's vulva wet
and ready to assault her. Her hands gripped the top edge of the skirt tightly, refusing to let go.

Mi Jian tried several times but failed to pull Yingying's white skirt down, and he became somewhat agitated. So he flipped Yingying over,
exposing her snow-white skin to his burning gaze.

Yingying couldn't help but scream: "No! Stop!" Her hands immediately covered her lower body.

Mi Jian was aroused by that snow-white, flawless skin, how could he stop? He sat
down without saying a word. All the teachers and staff simultaneously turned their attention to the beautiful young woman in a suit behind the principal
. They quickly removed Yingying's high heels and tossed them aside, then pulled down
the sides . The stockings were pulled down to the center of her thighs, revealing her white silk panties.
The low-waisted thong barely covered the most private part between her legs, leaving Yingying's slender waist and long,
beautiful legs completely exposed. Her fair, delicate skin was smooth and soft, like snow-white tofu.

Mi Jian held Yingying's hands to prevent her from moving, then leaned down and began to kiss her passionately. He breathed heavily,
licking the base of Yingying's thighs with his wet, rough tongue, and even lifted the edge of her thong to peek at her rounded vulva.
Her husband had never been so close, so brazenly observing her private parts before, but today he was being thoroughly exposed by a
student 's gaze.

"Don't look, stop! Don't continue!" She blushed deeply, her voice trembling.

"Teacher's mons pubis is so white and full, her pubic hair so soft and black, I love it so much." Mi Jian said as he
slipped his fingers inside her panties and began to caress them.

"Ugh...please..." Yingying's voice was so weak that she could barely hear herself. Her hands were still
pressed tightly against her lower body in defense, and Mi Jian couldn't penetrate her private parts for a while, so he instead lifted her breasts
. Another weekend arrived. On Friday afternoon, a group of teachers were discussing their future
legs, caressing the soft, white flesh, entering a state of frenzy.
Faced with the humiliation of her students, Yingying was helpless. In the soundproof conference room on the top floor of the office building,
in the abyss of violence, Yingying was about to cry, but who could save her?

Mi Jian looked smugly at his masterpiece, occasionally stroking Yingying's smooth skin. His fingers struck Yingying's face repeatedly.
"To preserve my innocence, I must save myself!" This decision gradually became clear in her mind . Yingying then secretly glanced around; the chairs in the room had all been pushed against the wall, and there was nothing beside her. Suddenly, she saw the small knife tucked into Mi Jian's waistband, and then she had a plan. She suddenly opened her arms and hugged Mi Jian, pretending to let out a groan of agony, as if she were reaching . One hand quietly reached for the knife handle, slowly pulled it out, and stabbed it towards Mi Jian's leg! "Ah!" After a scream, Mi Jian staggered to his feet. The knife fell onto the carpet, but there was no blood on it ! Yingying failed to stab Mi Jian; instead, he discovered her scheme. Sitting quietly in a corner of the classroom, silent and unassuming, his presence was barely noticeable. However, Yingying's every move...

"Slap! Slap!" Two loud slaps echoed as Yingying collapsed to the ground, her hair disheveled.

"You bitch, you dared to plot against me! You're asking for death!" Two more slaps followed: "I'm a black belt in the White Hand Martial Arts, do you think you can
fool me? Let me tell you, there's no woman I can't have if I want her!"

Mi Jian was clearly deeply enraged. He kicked the knife aside, strode forward, and grabbed Yingying, lifting her
up: "Miss, you dared to use force against a student! I'm going to punish you!"

"Spare me, please, let me go!"

"Let you go? No way, you're a beauty of unparalleled allure, it would be a waste not to have a taste."

"No! No!"
"I wish you happiness too. Bye-bye!"
Amidst Yingying's mournful cries, Mi Jian threw her back onto the carpet, then ripped off her muslin stockings.
Seeing Yingying just keeping her head down and remaining silent, Mi Jian chuckled coldly and said, "Still shy? I can only help with
your pretty face and delicate, snow-white chest. "
Yingying's smooth, supple, and slender legs were revealed as if a veil had been lifted.
She looked up at the sky; a dark cloud was approaching in the distance, and she could vaguely hear the rumble of thunder.

Yingying cried out and tried to pull her legs back under her skirt, but Mi Jian reached out and grabbed one of her ankles,
forcefully pulling her to his side. He used his knee to pin Yingying's hands behind her back,
ripping her skirt from her waist to her ankles with ease. Then, with a flick of his right hand, the snow-white skirt, like a wounded daytime
goose, drifted through the air and landed on the red ground not far away
. "Continental."

Seeing Yingying's fair legs completely exposed, Mi Jian laughed heartily: "Good! It's dazzlingly beautiful
." After saying that, he touched Yingying's plump buttocks that were half exposed: "So smooth!
Hahahaha !"

Yingying pleaded bitterly: "Please stop, you can't do this!"
Leaning on her husband's broad shoulder, Yingying couldn't help but shed hot tears. She hadn't recovered from the heavy blow to her body and mind.

Mi Jian was unmoved. He reached out and lifted Yingying's blue-gray t-shirt. Through her bra, he grabbed Yingying's
firm "How is it? Is it good, miss?"

Mi Jian was extremely fascinated by Yingying's highly elastic cone-shaped breasts, holding them in his hands for a long time. He pulled
the V-neck of Yingying's t-shirt open to reveal her smooth, rounded shoulders, then pulled it down, almost tearing
the neckline , and slowly ripped it off her delicate arms. Her silk lace bra gradually
slipped out through her hands, and her top was pulled down to her lower body. Mi Jian lifted Yingying's legs and easily pulled off the t-shirt, tossing it
aside.

Li Yingying lay curled up on the red carpet of the English Department lecture hall, half-naked, wearing only bright
white underwear. The spotlight illuminated her, making her figure appear exceptionally white and flawless, shimmering with a
luminous .

Despite her desperate resistance, Yingying could not escape her fate of being stripped naked: Mi Jian reached out and unhooked
Yingying , the bright white three-quarter cup quickly loosening, and Yingying's firm, snow-white breasts trembled
and emerged under Mi Jian's hands.

Taking advantage of Yingying's arms covering her chest, Mi Jian slipped the bra straps through
her hands, revealing the close-fitting bra still carrying her scent. Mi Jian inhaled the fragrance from the bra cups and
let out a cruel laugh. Then, he slipped his hand into Yingying's panties, pulling them down to
her mid-thighs. Yingying, unsure whether to cover her chest or her lower body, could only curl up in a ball.
But Mi Jian, holding her ankle with one hand, ripped off her panties before she could react, revealing
her alluring body completely naked. Completely naked

before the students, Yingying felt an overwhelming urge to die. She knew
Mi Jian was about to mercilessly beat her. He stacked four chairs and placed them at the four corners of Yingying's body. He used
Yingying 's silk stockings as ropes, binding her limbs to the chair. Yingying's head was turned to the side,

sobbing silently, her body bound like a starfish, unable to save herself.

He touched Yingying's secret place. The rounded mons pubis, the soft pubic hair, the delicate vulva, the warm secret passage—
all under his fingers without any resistance. Every part of Yingying's body was seen by Mi Jian
, even the woman's delicate and mysterious perineum.

Mi Jian stared intently, then took out a camera from his large bag and started taking pictures.

"No! Please don't take pictures!" Yingying was almost frantic at the thought of her being filmed
in .

"Ms. Yingying, your figure is perfect, I want to keep some souvenirs." The flashbulbs kept going off.
"Take good care of my treasure, if you dare to hurt her, you'll see!" Mi Jian said fiercely, his
penis starting to itch...

Yingying didn't know how much time had passed. She watched Mi Jian take nude photos of her, then take off his clothes and slowly walk to her side, closing her eyes involuntarily. Mi Jian's breathing became rapid. Facing the ivory-carved beautiful body, his blood was almost boiling. He slowly sat on Yingying's lower abdomen, his penis pointing directly at her smooth, creamy skin. The moment Mi Jian's skin touched Yingying, both of them shuddered. Yingying's warm and tender skin was exceptionally delicate, even comparable to a baby's skin. Mi Jian leaned down to feel this perfect body. He kissed her snow-white face, her snow-white neck, her snow-white shoulders. He sucked on the two delicate, rosy nipples atop her snow-white mounds, his hands kneading every inch of Yingying's body. The snow-white and tenderness of her beautiful male form drove him into a frenzy of lust. Mi Jian's mouth continued its downward journey, eventually reaching between her open, white legs. Her pink vulva was tightly closed , hidden among the soft pubic hair, but this did not deter Mi Jian's determination. His tongue began to repeatedly tease Yingying's full labia majora, his hands squeezing her snow-white buttocks. Yingying felt an unbearable itch in her lower body. At first could grit her teeth and endure it, but later, her strong, bony body trembled, and she finally let out a loud moan: "Ah! Ah! Stop...!" Mi Jian continued to stimulate Yingying's vulva, and the pink bud finally opened, revealing a pale...

"Get wet." Yingying's love juices began to flow freely, her long-lonely love hole instinctively swelling,
making her feel incredibly ashamed.

"My dear Miss, I see you haven't enjoyed yourself in a long time. Look, you're already soaking wet after just a few strokes.
Let me comfort your empty love hole!"

Yingying was shocked and cried out, "No! No! I'm already someone else's wife, please don't do
this !"

"Hmph, as long as it's a woman I love, I'll fuck her properly!" Mi Jian said, already
preparing his hard spear. He licked and sucked Yingying's jade gate for a while, watching her delicate labia majora gradually
turn red, opening and closing slightly with her breath. He then glanced at the direction of her secret hole, placed his legs
between , raised his erect spear, and thrust it straight towards Yingying's body!

Yingying's delicate secret passage.

Since her marriage, Yingying hadn't spent much time with her husband, so her vagina still appeared narrow
and deep . Mi Jian thrust in once, slightly retracting, then with a burst of energy, thrust again, his engorged and throbbing penis almost completely
inserted into Yingying's body. Yingying felt another wave of excruciating pain in her lower body, as if her body was being filled by this
large, object. She cried out in pain, "Stop! It hurts!"

Mi Jian ignored her completely. Before Yingying could catch her breath, he thrust in again with all his might. This time, his huge
penis twisted and burrowed in, soon disappearing completely into Yingying's tender love hole. His glans was erect
as he thrust in and out rapidly, saying as he did so, "How is it? Much better than your husband, right? This is just the beginning
!"

His penis rubbed against the vaginal walls, his large penis forcibly squeezing the most vulnerable
part of the woman's body. The opening of her secret place was stretched as thin as paper, almost tearing open. Yingying was tormented by the immense pain of the brutal intrusion
, her snow-white thighs twitching uncontrollably, her hands clenched tightly, her skin
spotless , and large beads of sweat on her smooth forehead.

Mi Jian grasped Yingying's firm, snow-white breasts with both hands, his fingers pinching the two bright red nipples, "
kissing" them tightly, unable to let go. The delicate skin could only bulge slightly under his pressure. Mi Jian was like a
giant black spider, enjoying the voluptuous prey trapped in its web.

Under the dim light, Yingying had lost all sense of time; her body had been wasted, and
the rape had not stopped. She stared blankly into the distance, her mind a complete void, only mechanically pleading.

Mi Jian thrust in and out of Yingying's body for a while, increasing the frequency, then suddenly pulled out his penis. He propped himself up,
his erect penis retracting its neck, then sprayed out a stream of hot, grayish-white, sticky liquid onto Yingying's skin.
With a "ding," the elevator stopped at the next floor. Yingying stepped out of the elevator shaft and turned right towards Building C. Her
"Hahaha!" Mi Jian released his semen... He smeared it on Yingying's soft red lips, laughing and patting her: "Qingying

's lips were tightly closed, frightened by Mi Jian's abnormal behavior, she dared not move again. Mi Jian began
to thrust , the humiliated female teacher's crystal naked body under the light exuding infinite mature charm and powerless resistance
. His penis pressed against her half-open jade gate and pushed forward, penetrating Yingying's fair body again.

Through the previous thrusts, Yingying's love hole seemed to be open and..." Without loosening, this winding, secluded passage
was indeed unforgettable. Yingying's slender legs were spread wide apart, and Mi Jian pressed his entire weight onto her
upper body, causing Yingying's flat, fair abdomen to bulge upwards. Mi Jian's hips were pressed tightly against Yingying's snow-white lower abdomen
, and his coarse pubic hair constantly poked at Yingying's delicate vulvar mucosa, making a "rustling" sound
that was particularly clear in the quiet room.

With the grinding and thrusting of his penis, all of Yingying's resistance finally vanished, and she began to moan. The sexually sensitive
humiliation was even more unbearable to witness, and she disregarded her shame and crawled towards the door. However, her attempt to escape only attracted Mi
Jian's thrusts, which completely captivated her. Mi Jian's kneading and caressing brought her to the height of orgasm. The female teacher's snow-
white body lay naked on the ground, the student penetrating her again and again, faster and faster, until he could no longer
bear it. Mi Jian smacked his lips and said, "That was so satisfying. Okay, are you going to take it off yourself, or do you want me to help you?"
Inside her womb, Yingying clearly felt the sticky liquid spraying onto her body, and finally broke down in tears—
the devastating news of being raped had become a reality.
Mi Jian collapsed, having never experienced ejaculating twice in such a short time; he was truly exhausted. He rested on
Yingying's naked body for a while, listening to his teacher's painful cries.
His ; her breasts and perineum were trampled red, and her long, flowing black hair was scattered messily on the carpet
.

He stood up, put on a jacket, and looked at his watch; it was already five in the evening. The banquet had lasted
for a full seven hours. He tidied up all the objects, then returned to Yingying's side, untying her wrists as her

body sank into a deep, dark gloom.

Teacher Li Yingying hadn't been to work for two days. Just as everyone was speculating, Yingying called,
asking the director for a week's leave. She hung up without saying anything.

After hanging up, Yingying couldn't help but shed tears again. She couldn't remember how she left
the lecture ; the dirty road was completely dark, and she stumbled back to her dormitory, collapsing onto
her bed. She had a high fever. In this unfamiliar city, she felt despair for the first time. She didn't know that

on the day she went to work, she received a call from her husband; he would be attending a two-day meeting at the bay in a month. Yingying was
filled with mixed emotions: happy to finally see her long-lost husband, even if only for two days; sad because she didn't know how to tell
him about being raped.

In the daily wait, the calendar turned to October.

The moment Yingying saw her husband at the airport, they embraced tightly, and Yingying couldn't help but cry. Her husband was
surprised that his usually independent and stubborn wife was now crying like a little girl. After much comforting, they
returned to Yingying's dormitory.

That evening, when Peter wanted to be intimate with his wife, Yingying declined.

Peter asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Rachel, are you feeling unwell?"

Yingying shook her head: "No, Peter, I'm fine, just a little tired."

"Then get some rest!"

Just thinking about "sex" made her tremble, let alone intimacy, but how could she possibly...
Her husband confessed to being raped? That night, Yingying barely slept a wink.

Two days passed in a state of utter despair, unable to confide in anyone. Yingying knew Peter would leave
her again, leaving her alone in this unfamiliar city, living with shame and terror. After

seeing her husband off, Yingying was completely exhausted.

On the way back to school from the airport, the sky was overcast, seemingly foreshadowing an impending storm. The car
pulled into the dormitory parking lot, and she dragged her weary body home. She
had just recovered from the heavy impact on the building. Mi Jian closed the heavy soundproof door of the lecture hall, and with a "click,"

Yingying opened the security door to the lobby, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the "emergency" button with her slender fingers.

Silence.
Home. The sound of a key turning in the lock filled the air, followed by the sound of the iron gate opening. Yingying pushed open the door and was about to turn around and
close the iron gate when, in a flash, a tremendous force shoved her into the room from behind.

Caught off guard, Yingying stumbled and fell onto the carpet. Turning around, she saw a tall, burly
man standing behind her. This man was completely covered in black: a black t-shirt, black jeans,
even his high boots were black, and a black cloth covered his face, giving him a sinister air.
The man in black closed the iron gate and the door, standing motionless in front of Yingying. Yingying stared in horror at this
mysterious intruder, her voice trembling as she asked, "Who are you? You... what do you want?"

Then, she saw a photograph: on the red carpet lay a beautiful, naked woman,
her hands and feet bound wide open with black stockings, her hair disheveled, her eyes closed, and her body
covered in patches of grayish-white filth. The woman's face was clearly visible; it was unmistakably her! These photos
were clearly the nude photos taken on the day Yingying was raped! The man in front of her…

every word reached Yingying's ears. It was him! That demon! Yingying stared with hatred at the lecherous monster
who had stolen her innocence.
"Hello, emergency call center, how can I help you?" came the operator's voice from the receiver

. The man pulled off the black cloth covering his face—it was indeed Mi Jian.
"It really is you!" Yingying scrambled to her feet, quickly ran to the phone, picked up the receiver, and
pressed the emergency call button.
Mi Jian made no attempt to stop her; he casually sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs. Mi Jian hadn't expected Yingying to react so quickly. Just as Yingying was about to answer the phone, Mi Jian calmed down said unhurriedly, "Call the police, beautiful lady. Don't forget those photos." Yingying's heart skipped a beat. "I think at least a thousand people in the whole school have fantasized about having sex with you. What do you think if I publish these photos, give them to the principal, or post them on pornographic websites?" "It's not far, just two hours by high-speed train. I haven't been home in a long time and want to see my parents. " Yingying's forehead was covered in tiny beads of sweat from playing with you, while on the other end of the line, the operator's voice continued : "Hello, what kind of assistance do you need? Can you hear me? If so, please press a key ..." "Why aren't you making a sound? Do you need my help?" Mi Jian smiled and stood up, walking step by step to Yingying's side . Yingying gripped the microphone, her voice firm and unwavering, her mind a jumble of thoughts. "Don't you want your own nude photos back?" Mi Jian asked, approaching her. Yingying knew he was only after money. If she could get back those shameful photos, she could sue . But if he actually released her nude photos, she wouldn't want to live anymore. Mi Jian immediately saw through Yingying's scheme, so he took her hand holding the microphone and slowly dialed the line. He wiped a bead of sweat from his brow, thinking to himself: That was close, I almost fell for her tricks. Luckily, I still have those photos. Actually, Mi Jian had been lying in wait in the stairwell of Yingying's apartment building. He hadn't left that day, but had followed Yingying home, so he knew where she lived. In the days that followed, he continued to stalk Yingying. Her every move was under his watchful eye. He had long wanted to sleep with her again, but Yingying's husband had returned him to suppress his restless heart. Until today, seeing Yingying see her husband off at the airport, Mi Jian acted swiftly. He quietly hid in the stairwell of Yingying's apartment, waiting for her to appear through the plexiglass window. He knew that at this time, the faculty apartment was almost deserted, making this the safest time to act. In a mixture of excitement and anxiety, he finally caught up with his prey. The moment Yingying, wearing a red sleeveless shirt, beige knee-length trousers, and flesh-colored open-toe high-heeled sandals, opened the door, Mi Jian crept up behind her and forcefully pushed her inside. Mi Jian's palms were sweating from the thought of almost losing her, but he still gently embraced Yingying's body. Yingying forcefully shook off his advances and said, "Tell me, how much do you want?" Her voice was filled with disgust . "Money? I don't need money, I only need you." "What else do you want?" "You're a smart person, you naturally know. Let me make this clear! One negative, and you have to spend a day with me. That's all ." "You bastard!" "I don't want to hurt you, but if you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for spreading the photos. What do you say? Think about it yourself." "Suck it!" Mi Jian's erect penis swung in front of Yingying, its red glans throbbing . She was a weak woman, how could she resist Zhang's vicious control? Yingying was speechless, her eyes already brimming . Mi Jian had been carefully observing Yingying's expression, and now he was certain that this beautiful and delicate female teacher was completely under his control. He took Yingying's jade-like arm, half-helping and half-forcing her into the bedroom . Yingying stood expressionlessly in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bedroom. Behind her, Mi Jian stared greedily at her slender figure. Rachel had just returned to the office after class, and several people were already asking, "Rachel, Zhou's figure..." She didn't even blink. In the mirror, Rachel was pure and ethereal, like a blooming lotus flower. Today, Rachel wore a maroon sleeveless blouse, her fair arms radiating a divine glow; she...

Her lower body was clad in a pair of beige, tight-fitting capri pants that clung to her waist, outlining her full hips
. The pant legs were just barely visible, and her top had been pulled up to her chest and waist. Yingying's hands were pinned behind her back, and finally, at the neckline of her t-shirt and
the center of her calves, a section of her smooth, slender jade-like feet was exposed; on her feet were a pair of flesh-colored open-toe high-heeled sandals, the
delicate straps accentuating her boneless feet and creating a dreamlike curve in her legs, arousing endless fantasies.

One of his hands was on Yingying's soft buttocks. The fabric of Yingying's pants today was very thin, and Mi Jian could clearly
see the outline of her underwear. When his fingers seemed to inadvertently slide to the deep, secret valley hidden between her buttocks,
Yingying let out a soft moan.

"How is it, feeling very happy?" Mi Jian's voice revealed the discrimination of a subjugated person.
"No..."
her beautiful breasts.

Mi Jian's fingers teased between Yingying's legs, causing her unbearable pain, her body swaying and trying to escape.
Mi Jian pressed his back against Yingying's delicate body, lowering his head to kiss her fair neck,
leaving wet lip prints on her smooth skin. He embraced Yingying from the side, his garlic-smelling
mouth pressing against her thin lips, his tongue licking her small mouth, licking her white,
even teeth. He grabbed Yingying's hair and pulled it down, causing her to arch backward, her upper body forming a full
moon , Mi Jian's saliva slowly flowing into her small mouth.

Mi Jian held Yingying tightly in his kiss, the pressure of his mouth and chest almost suffocating her. Yingying
desperately pushed against Mi Jian's steel-like back with both hands, struggling to push his mouth away, already panting heavily from
being suffocated .

The sudden speed and the unexpected attack inevitably caused her a moment of panic. Even so, she knew that as long as she...
Yingying really couldn't listen anymore, "No, I don't want to..." She was already utterly humiliated. A
university English teacher, to be stripped naked in front of her students—Rachel couldn't even imagine it.

Instead of moving, she lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing the soft, beautiful curves of Yingying's lower body and a smooth section of her waist and abdomen
. "I'll help you."

After saying this, he squatted down and hugged Yingying's legs. Mi Jian's hands caressed Yingying's smooth calves;
the smooth skin was like jade. He brought his mouth to lick it, finding a hint of sweetness on his tongue. He
reached out and unfastened the buckles on the sides of Yingying's high-heeled sandals, untied the gold straps, and gently stroked her snow-white
insteps. Yingying's right foot was lifted, her high heels removed, then her left. She stood barefoot on the soft
carpet, her ten toes indescribably adorable, her slender feet delicate and charming.
Mi Jian didn't stop. He stood up, yanked off Yingying's hair tie,
and pulled her long, black hair down into his hand. Yingying was finally naked. Mi Jian then began unbuttoning

Yingying's blouse. He unbuttoned it slowly, one button at a time,
revealing Yingying's fair and smooth skin. Yingying lowered her eyes, unwilling to witness her humiliation,
as his hand pressed against her warm clitoris. Then, he used his hand to press against Yingying's snow-white buttocks, slowly thrusting,
but Mi Jian grabbed her hair, forcing her to open her eyes.

The last button of the shirt was undone, the front of the shirt parted to reveal a beige
bra and a flat, white abdomen. Mi Jian pulled the shirt open, the maroon sleeveless
shirt falling to Yingying's feet through her drooping hands. Yingying quickly covered her chest with her hands.

Even if she shouted into a microphone, no one would hear her, let alone call for help. Seeing herself falling step by step towards being raped
, Mi Jian didn't seem to be in a hurry to undo Yingying's bra. Instead, his hands moved to her waist to undo her belt. After the thin
black belt buckle loosened, Mi Jian unbuttoned Yingying's beige pants and then
zipped them up. Yingying's underwear was also visible—a low-rise beige thong. Mi Jian grabbed
the sides of the pants and pulled them down. The tight pants encountered some resistance when they passed Yingying's rounded buttocks, but were still
pulled neatly up to her ankles. Mi Jian lifted Yingying's delicate feet, pulled off his trousers and tossed them aside, leaving Yingying
standing in front of the mirror wearing only a bra and panties.

A sudden flash of light outside the window illuminated Yingying's snow-white figure, almost
blindingly the rumble of thunder and the pounding of raindrops – a storm was coming.

Mi Jian showed no sign of stopping. He then unhooked Yingying's bra, and the straps of her beige
34A 3/4 cup bra slid down her shoulders, causing her to clutch herself even tighter
. Mi Jian didn't forcefully pull her hands away. Instead, he used his feet to separate her slender legs, then grabbed
the edge of her beige panties and yanked them down forcefully. Yingying's panties were pulled up to her thighs, and Mi Jian's gaze immediately fell upon
Yingying's two white, round, soft, and smooth buttocks and the dark, secluded valley within.

Yingying was both ashamed and frightened, and quickly squeezed her legs together. However, the mirror clearly reflected the rounded
mound of her pubic hair and the dark forest between her snow-white thighs. She tried to cover her lower body with her hands, but as soon as her hands fell, her bra
slipped down, instantly exposing her alabaster breasts and rosy nipples. She could only cover her chest with one hand and her lower body
with the other .

Mi Jian, his eyes glued to her, pulled Yingying's panties down to her ankles. He lifted Yingying's
legs so that the panties fell to her feet. Then, he forcefully pulled Yingying's loose bra over her head, revealing her
rings, pendants, watch, and anklet, leaving Yingying completely naked in front of him.

A gust of wind blew open the bedroom curtains, and Yingying's hair flew in the wind. Her perfect body was like a jade
sculpture, crystal clear and snow-white, like a holy goddess from heaven. Mi Jian was stunned, even in
the office building.
Her breasts, two rosy nipples, slender waist, long, beautiful legs, snow-white skin, and smooth, flawless complexion—truly a sight fit
for the heavens. Yingying's mature figure was made even more alluring by the unveiling.

Mi Jian turned Yingying around, unable to control his increasingly rapid heartbeat, and passionately kissed her breasts,
lower abdomen , and thighs. He held Yingying's snow-white body, leaving countless hot kisses on her delicate skin. He held
Yingying close, kissing her continuously, then pushed her up onto the comfortable bed, and pounced on her himself.

Outside the bedroom, the sky was as dark as night, a torrential downpour accompanied by a fierce storm relentlessly pounding
everything. Inside the equally dark bedroom, another storm was just beginning.

Mi Jian had shed his dark, heavy clothes, revealing his own tanned body. He embraced Yingying's
snow-white body, writhing on the large double bed. He held Yingying's delicate feet, sucking on her small,
exquisite toes and ankles. Perhaps due to years of careful care, Yingying's slender feet were smooth and supple, without
any roughness, even the soles exuding a refreshing scent. Mi Jian sucked for a long time before gradually focusing
his attention on her thighs.

He placed his hands between Yingying's legs, caressing one of the most tender parts of a woman's body—the
inner thighs—occasionally brushing against her full labia majora. Yingying didn't
resist , but her body was stiff as a board. She had only one thought: she wanted Mi Jian's passion to
end quickly, so she had no choice but to submit.
Mi Jian's long spear, long hungry, was now even more impatient than its master, skillfully thrusting
towards the entrance to Yingying's body. Mi Jian's hands rubbed against her smooth, flat abdomen, barely lingering,
his body rubbing against Yingying's delicate lower skin, deriving immense pleasure. He then spread Yingying's
legs, revealing the sweet garden he had visited just two weeks prior, preparing to enter again.
Mi Jian's penis was already at Yingying's tender jade gate. He used his fingers to part the two pink,
tender labia, his lower body slowly approaching Yingying's clear thighs, readjusting the direction of his penis once more, then
thrusting spear straight into Yingying's precious body.

Yingying had already mentally prepared herself, but the moment the penis entered, she still felt intense pain.

Mi Jian's first penetration wasn't too smooth; the penis only went in a little over halfway. But he didn't seem in a hurry
to go straight to the core, instead lingering in Yingying's warm secret passage, moving back and forth. The delicate vaginal mucosa quickly became
engorged with blood, beginning to ooze. Mi Jian, without any mercy, thrust forcefully. His penis skillfully found
the clitoris, then repeatedly rammed it open. Two naked bodies, one black and one white,
intertwined , their intense intercourse unfolding in the stormy afternoon.

Yingying's delicate body quickly rebelled against her will; a captivating blush appeared on her snow-white skin, and her lower body
instantly collapsed, her previously tense body immediately becoming completely limp. Mi Jian's thrusting became increasingly smooth,
and he felt his lower body growing hotter. He positioned Yingying on her side and continued thrusting.

The wind and rain outside grew stronger, drowning out Yingying's moans in the noise. Yingying's body
constantly shifted—lying on her back, prone, half-kneeling—as Mi Jian indulged himself on her smooth, white body, his penis
always inside Yingying's love hole.

After another clap of thunder, Mi Jian, like a dog, straddled Yingying's back, her arms supporting her weight, and ejaculated his warm, sticky
semen. Some grayish-white semen flowed from Yingying's vulva, trickling down her delicate inner thighs, or dripping
onto the bed. Exhausted, Yingying collapsed onto the soft bed. The sexually aroused Mi Jian showed no
signs . He held his thick penis and ordered Yingying to kneel before him. Yingying refused, but Mi Jian
forcefully grabbed her tender nipples, forcing her to kneel facing him.

Yingying couldn't accept this abnormal action; her lips were tightly closed, and she desperately tried to shrink back, but Mi Jian
grabbed her hair, forcibly pressing her face against his lower abdomen, then pried open her mouth and shoved his filthy
member into her mouth.

His penis pressed tightly against Yingying's throat, moving back and forth.

Yingying's mouth was stuffed full of this hideous penis, making it hard to breathe. The penis, smeared with semen,
made her feel like her stomach was being pounded by lightning. Her vision went black, and she almost fainted.

The large, erect penis pressed straight against Yingying's throat, and her face quickly turned red. Mi Jian,
however, quickly reached another climax. He thrust in and out a few times, then with a "Heave-ho!" he ejaculated into
Yingying's mouth. The grayish-white fluid shot down Yingying's throat and into her body with a "gurgling" sound,
some of it overflowing from her mouth.

Yingying could no longer hold on and fainted on the bed. Mi Jian, not giving her a chance to catch her breath, immediately pressed down on her,
thrusting into Yingying's already red and swollen, tender secret place until his own waist was
sore and weak. Only then did he pull out his limp penis, embrace Yingying's smooth body, and lie down beside her.
At that moment, he glanced at the beautiful Yingying, a strange smile suddenly appearing on his lips. He didn't stop.

It was already dark, and the two lay asleep on the bed. When Mi Jian woke up, he looked at Yingying beside him. Her
white body was still so pure and immaculate, seemingly undiminished by the continuous abuse, which
reignited his lust.
Mi Jian's eyes were fixed on Yingying's upturned, moon-white buttocks, the small anus between the two bright moons
so tightly contracted, causing him to inexplicably swell again. He rubbed his penis a few times, and it became erect again. He

quietly climbed onto Yingying's smooth back, his hands gripping her soft, white breasts from top to bottom, while his penis aimed
at her narrow anus and thrust forward!

"No! No! Not there! Stop! You've got the wrong one! Ah..."

Yingying awoke in agony and screamed in horror. She never imagined that Mi Jian would try
to anally penetrate her. She desperately crawled forward, her desire trying to escape Mi Jian's grasp, but he held
her breasts tightly, making it impossible for her to break free. His penis had already mercilessly pierced her narrow anus,
and was powerless to resist this nightmarish reality.

Accompanied by a heart-wrenching pain, Yingying screamed in agony. Beads of sweat dripped onto the sheets
, and a trickle of blood flowed from beside her anus. Her delicate anal mucosa could not withstand the large foreign object and tore open
.

The man in black pulled out several photos and threw them in front of Yingying. Yingying slowly picked up the photos from the ground. Mi
Jian felt that the tip of his penis was tightly held in place, unable to move forward even an inch.
Warm liquid seeped from the side of his penis. He was overjoyed. This feeling gave him an unparalleled
pleasure . He seemed to have obtained her first time! This beautiful female teacher now belonged to him.

Yingying's penis emitted a strange smell. Thinking that this terrifying thing was actually in his mouth,
he did not leave Yingying's house that night. Holding her snow-white and tender beautiful body, he raped
Yingying . It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that Mi Jian finally calmed himself down. On Yingying's slippery snow...
He kissed her on the buttocks, and they parted quietly under the cover of night. Before leaving, he took the key to the front door.

Another week passed.

Late on a weekend night, Mi Jian once again sneaked into the faculty dormitory. He swaggered in, knocking on
Teacher 's door, and went straight to her bedroom. Seeing the fair-skinned, beautiful
teacher sleeping on the large Simmons mattress, he swiftly stripped off a shirt and pounced on her alluring figure…

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