Sex slave teacher

I had just woken up, vaguely remembering a wonderful dream, and I didn't want to get out of bed, still wanting to lie there a little longer
... Suddenly I felt something hard pressing against my round buttocks from behind, and the memory returned. I already
knew whose penis it was, so without turning my head, I reached back and gently massaged my master's beloved cock.

I was already too familiar with this feeling... Even though my master was still sleeping soundly after I made him erect, I went to the bathroom
naked to wash and shower as usual. The semen that had been left in my anus since last night was slowly
flowing out... I needed to wash off the sweat and semen properly before going out to cook breakfast... Oh, it's almost
7:30!

"Wake up, it's time to go back to school, master." I knelt naked beside my master, playing with his penis, which
was not but just right and thick. When I saw some snot leaking out, I naturally
bent down and put the penis in my mouth, sucking the snot clean. "Good morning, Master. Your slave has prepared breakfast."
So I embraced my master and led him to the toilet... I was used to being naked at home, so I naturally ate breakfast
without clothes, serving my master... Nothing is more important than serving my master with care.

My master was in a hurry to go to school, so I took his schoolbag to the door, knelt in front of him as usual, unzipped my pants,
and took . "Are you in a hurry? If you need to poop, just poop, you won't be late... No? Okay, okay."
I helped my master put his pants back on, and he put his fingers into my vagina and played with it for a while, making me aroused, so he withdrew.
"You're so bad, you always do this." It's okay, it'll be the same tonight.

I don't go out to work anymore; I work from home. After officially becoming a slave, I have to focus on serving
my master and his friends, and spend most of my time taking care of their daily needs, so I only have time to stay
home to entertain clients and earn money. It's like when I first became a slave four years ago. Full of enthusiasm when I graduated and started working, I certainly never
imagined my lifelong profession would be prostitution.

To be precise, a side job as a prostitute, a full-time sex slave.

I will always exist for my master, and I know I am lucky to have met him and
his group of friends, and to have the honor of being their class teacher… my former class teacher… It was
more than two years ago, when I was only 24 years old…

Before I introduce myself, my name is Yingwen, I am 26 years old this year, I am 164cm tall, and my measurements are 33C
, 25, 35. My figure is average but not particularly tall. I used to be the cheerful type,
so when I first started working as a mistress, I was very popular with the students. And because of my job, I often had to wear high heels,
3 or 4 inches high, so I walked with a very straight back. I don’t know if this accentuated my figure,
but I often felt that the students in my class were eyeing me covetously…

Chapter Two: Read Backwards

- ed. I had a lot of free time and went out to play all the time. I met a lot of boys and friends, and I often
liked to dress very sexy. Back then, I liked to wear tuxedos or tank tops, jeans, and sandals.
My bra straps were exposed and I didn't wear a bra. I was already doing that. Maybe I liked to attract boys,
haha... I also dressed more elegantly, wearing some dresses, but the hems were always very short, paired with short
heels . I don't know why, but I really liked showing off my legs... Although they weren't very long, they were still quite slender,
and I think I was confident in myself...

It's not that only tall, model-like figures can dress sexy, right? My figure is quite well-proportioned.

After officially becoming a teacher (my primary school was in the Hong Kong Island area), I was really careful about my clothes for the first two years. I
had to dress properly at school, and I didn't dare to dress casually even when I went out after school, for fear of bumping into the principal or other colleagues. At that
time, I was the youngest girl in the whole school, and I was afraid that people would think I wasn't good enough and was just doing it for fun.

Actually, I wasn't very serious about it, because I only went to I-ED because I had no other options. But at first, I
was very nice to my students. Although they were a bit difficult to teach, I only had to be a little strict with them, and they would become quiet and well-behaved,
and then I would soften up, which was quite funny...

I remember two years ago, on the eve of summer vacation, right after SARS, I was the homeroom teacher of Class 6D.
That day was the graduation ceremony for Class 6. After the graduation ceremony, the students all rushed to take pictures with me, especially the boys,
who were afraid that they would not see each other again after going to higher education. They all grabbed my arm and approached me very intimately. Although I didn't mind too much,

knowing they genuinely didn't want me to leave (mostly because they had a young and fun-loving homeroom
teacher ), I was still afraid of my colleagues' stares, wondering how they perceived me... making me seem somewhat evasive.
To extricate myself, I exchanged phone numbers and QQ accounts with the entire class, saying I'd
be happy . Keeping in touch...

around mid-July, I received a call from one of the male students, which startled me. It wasn't because he dared
to call his homeroom teacher, but because I was somewhat happy to hear my student's voice again... His name was Shu Nan (don't ask me what that
means). I only taught him for a year; his grades were so-so, and his secondary school placement wasn't great—just a Band
3 school, but very close to my neighborhood, Kwun Tong.

He called to ask if I lived in Kwun Tong, because he rarely went to Kowloon and was afraid of getting lost. I
understood his feelings and gave him a detailed explanation of the school's location and the surrounding area.

I don't know if Shu Nan was listening attentively, because he's usually quite goofy in class. He just kept
replying with "Oh... Oh," as if he was in a hurry, and quickly hung up. After a while, somewhat unexpectedly,
another student called. It was Ya Song, Shu Nan's best friend. He asked if Shu Nan was calling.

Apparently, a group of boys wanted to ask me out to the book fair, but they'd messed up. I suspected Shu Nan was too shy to ask,
but I found it hilarious. I figured they'd never tried asking a girl out before, and it wouldn't work anytime soon
because they were too naive and unattractive. But I actually found it cute, haha, maybe I'm just naturally perverse. So I
agreed to go to the book fair the next day.

Chapter 3: The Book Fair

I was a little nervous on the day of the book fair, like it was the first time I'd asked a boy out, even though they were just my
students... I woke up very early and got up to get ready. I had already decided what to wear: something cute
but not too young, sexy but not too revealing, otherwise the students might be scared.

After doing my makeup and hair, I stripped down to my bare skin and tried on the clothes, putting them on and taking them off repeatedly, struggling with the decision until finally…
I chose to wear a light gray tank top with a nude-colored bra underneath. Although my bust isn't particularly
large, it's developed quite a bit since middle school (I could easily pass for a 35D...
). Without the bra, the tight tank top definitely wouldn't conceal my chest.

I wore a khaki mini skirt... how short? About below my patches.
Because it was shortened, I don't know if it's because I've grown taller or the skirt has shrunk, but it fit very snugly, so I
didn't even need a belt (thankfully my waist hasn't gotten fat... lucky me).

My pelvis perfectly supported the skirt, tightly enveloping my patches, and the front hem was so short it
looked like it could easily be lifted to reveal my private parts. Looking in the mirror, I couldn't believe I was getting ready to
go to a book fair with a group of 11-year-olds. My casual look not only made me look twenty, but even younger than when I
was in school!

However, I know I'm not the pretty girl I was at 15 or 20 anymore, and I'm also concerned that men can tell. Perhaps it's because I
've never dated or had any sex life since becoming a teacher, but the older I get, the more
afraid
I am of being single. My intuition tells me it's an age issue; men always prefer younger girls, the younger the better (thinking back, I was only 24 back then, not that old). So why don't I take the initiative to date younger men?

They won't be my students anymore this year, so what's there to be afraid of… Besides, it's just friendship;
friendship shouldn't be limited by age. For some reason, I felt very excited. My ears turned red, my nipples were swollen and tingly, and I
felt an indescribable surge of heat in my chest. I steeled myself, pulled down my underwear, put on my sandals, and left home,
not wanting to suppress this unprecedented sexual urge… not wanting to hesitate and give myself a reason to put my underwear back on.

Throughout the subway ride, I encountered numerous men, from young men to men in suits to older men, all stealing glances at me. I didn't feel embarrassed;
instead, I felt proud that I was still attractive and drawing attention. My intuition told me that everyone knew I wasn't wearing underwear. This
thought might seem silly, since only I knew the truth, but going out without underwear for the first time felt truly
unique. The excitement and thrill were indescribable. At that moment, all I wanted was to see my students as soon as possible…

When I arrived at Wan Chai station, the crowd was immense, and I couldn't find them.
Anxious, I saw Ya Song, along with Shu Nan and Cheng Zai. I think they were also startled when they saw me. They stared at my chest and legs,
speechless . Although the entrance route was crowded, people kept their distance (perhaps wanting to
admire my back from afar…). I had to take the initiative: "Don't be so shy, I'm no longer a masochist."
"Missy, I'm just treating you guys as friends since I'm with you!"

They seemed more relaxed. I knew they were young and inexperienced with women, so they were nervous, but I actually
found them quite endearing...

We visited many stalls. I bought a few makeup books and some English novels. Shu Nan offered to carry them for me;
he was surprisingly gentlemanly despite his small stature. I noticed many people staring at my legs.
Ya Song noticed too and said to me, "Missy, you have such beautiful legs, you should wear more skirts..." If
my reaction that day had been to glare at them, I believe Ya Song would never have dared to mention it again, but I didn't.

"Okay, go ahead, it's rare that you like it." Shu Nan's reaction was one of surprise, Cheng Zai grinned slyly, and Ya Song gave a blank,
silly . I wondered what the people around us would think if they heard this conversation. That day, I didn't think about anything; I only knew
that I was very excited, a little oblivious. Was this my true self? Am I
really so ?

Before going home, I treated them to McDonald's. They didn't have phones, so I took a group photo with my own phone.
Because needed to be in the picture, they hugged me tightly, all three of them resting their heads on my shoulders intimately. I told them I'd
send them the photo via QQ later. The middle-aged woman who helped me seemed disdainful of my actions. I
ignored her, but I figured she thought I was an older sister and was being indecent, probably unaware that I was actually their
teacher…

Seeing her complete ignorance only fueled my excitement. My lower body involuntarily became very wet, but I was
a little afraid my skirt would show the wetness. I also felt a slight twitching in my labia, and I tried to suppress
the pleasure. This pleasure, indirectly caused by the underage kids in my class and the disdainful looks from others, is something I will never
forget.

I know this is the sexual pleasure I've been seeking most...

Chapter 4: Departure (part 1)

The week after the book fair, we went out to see a movie and had dinner together (both times I dressed very sexily
and didn't wear underwear... but I'll talk about that later). Since we went out a few times, my "Ah-kun" (
that's what I started calling them) has become more and more presumptuous. They asked me if I had a boyfriend (the answer was no), and praised me for being pretty
, the prettiest in the whole school... and said I dressed very well... completely unlike when I taught them, when they were so well-behaved and shy
... except for Shu-nan, who still seemed a bit reserved.

As his (ex-)homeroom teacher, I knew Shu Nan was a bit insecure because he was short and overweight and was often
teased as a "fatso." His family also ignored him. At that time, all I could do was take a break and talk to him to
comfort him...

It was the end of July 2003, and Ya Song couldn't wait to ask me to go out again. The three of us met up. I
wondered, "Do their parents let you go out all the time?" He said, "No way! But I'll tell you I'm going to the Central Library, then you can have
it." I gave a knowing smile, not because I was laughing at how stupid the parents were, but because they were so comfortable lying to me.
It was obvious that my role as a teacher was slowly turning into that of a friend. I knew that I had to
stop , otherwise it would be even harder to control them if they did it a second or third time...

"You bunch of rascals, so where do you want to go?"

"How about we visit your house, Miss? Who do you live with?"

"I live with my sister. I live in Kwun Tong. It's a long way for you guys."

"Oh, Shu Nan is in Kwun Tong, so that's perfect."

"Shu Nan is perfect, and you guys are perfect too?"

"We're the best!!"

I gave up on defending myself. Now that it's the holidays, I'm just staying home surfing the internet, and I'm afraid of the heat if I go out. In Hong Kong
, it's just me and my older sister. She has to work, so I'm the one who watches the door most of the summer. "Okay. But
there's nothing to do at home..."

Worried they wouldn't recognize me, I went all the way to Hong Kong Island to pick them up. They praised me so much that I became increasingly brazen in
my dressing. As soon as I got out on the street, I saw the security guard leering at me, and I knew I'd "succeeded." "Miss X, are you working during summer vacation?"
Uncle A knew I was a mistress and asked. "Yes, I'm doing part-time work to earn extra money."
Uncle A laughed and said, "Oh, if you stay home, you'll find plenty of pretty girls." It was obvious Uncle A considered me the only one on the first floor of this building
! But I didn't bother with him...

No wonder he was trying to mess with me. My look today was really "chicken-like": because it was so hot, I
only a light green tummy top, which clung tightly to my full, white breasts
, revealing a deep cleavage and my nipples peeking out. Although I'm not exactly slim-fitting and have a bit of a tummy, thankfully
I don't have a belly. I wore a white floral skirt, the kind of skirt I wear often.

But today I wasn't wearing an underskirt... This was the first time I dared to go out without one, and I wore a pair of black
semi-transparent low-rise silk panties, creating a strong contrast. I carefully chose these because the sun was so strong
that passersby would clearly see my panties. I also wore a sparkly anklet on my right ankle, manicured my toenails with
light pink nail polish, and wore a pair of slightly peep-toe heels.

This outfit was definitely tempting. Walking down the street, I felt bombarded with lecherous stares. Leisurely old men
leered at me, as if I were the only woman out there. There were also teenagers
, wanting to look but too shy to do so, though I found them all the more adorable…

Based on my experience, most men are shy: the more I undressed, the less they dared
to look, as if looking was a crime. Luckily, it was daytime and the streets were crowded; at night,
even if I wasn't caught, someone would probably approach me.

When I took Ah-Song and the others home, they were still curious why their teacher dressed like that, staring intently at
my entire body, even my toes, but they were used to it; they just liked looking. On the subway, they continued to take
advantage of me. When Ah-Song pretended to sleep, he even used the excuse of "sighing" to stroke my soft breasts, my nipples
gradually hardening as his cheek swept down.

However, I didn't resist, because some of the customers had already noticed, and I think some housewives were secretly calling me a "
slut or a "whore." But I admit it! I am a slut! I will only be promiscuous with my students... you can only "
hate" me, only I can enjoy it. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, so I simply reached out and put my arm around Ya Song's shoulder and
pulled his head to my chest... I completely ignored the stares of others.

When I arrived at my house, I saw the security guard, Abel. He was stunned to see me and the three kids, speechless. I
knew he must have thought this was some kind of "extra income," and his mind was already fantasizing about the sex games we would play.
Unfortunately, Abel, you're not included. My "sex education class" at school has nothing to do with you, haha
...

Chapter 5: Departure (part 2)

As soon as we entered my house, they were very curious. I let them tour my house, and the first thing they did was go into my room.
They actually tried to rummage through my drawers! I said that's private, what kind of "souvenirs" are these kids looking for
?

Immature kids are just so direct, they do whatever they want, forgetting that they have to consider things before doing anything.
Sigh, but as a teacher, I also have a responsibility. When Shu Nan came in, he dared to ask me if I hadn't brought a bra today. I
said, "Yes, kid, you're happy now." He blushed, and the other two started pushing and shoving each other, which was really funny.

I wondered if these three kids would have an older sister like this in the future, someone who could have such close contact with them
? Someone who could take such good care of them? Someone who knew their needs so well... Actually, these are common male needs for sex and love
, but since they are kids, people tend to forget that they have these needs. Only I know best because
I am their teacher and friend...

After sitting outside for a while, Cheng Zai suddenly took out a digital camera from his backpack and said he wanted to take pictures with me. I
was a little surprised, but I didn't mind, so I took a few pictures with them. However, the "Ah-zai" group was getting increasingly
crazy. They wanted to take photos showing their breasts, and one by one they lifted their t-shirts to take pictures revealing their nipples, even asking me to
join show them too.

If it were two weeks ago, I would have immediately chased them away, or even called the police. But I trusted them a lot, and most importantly,
I was very willing to seduce these three kids, so I thought... I still don't understand why I agreed... It was just that
a surge of courage welled up in my heart, so I pulled down my tummy with both hands, and
in front of , for the first time, I exposed my snow-white breasts to them without reservation. Ah-song reacted quickly, and couldn't wait
to raise his camera and take pictures, and he got more and more excited as he took pictures.

I was a little hesitant at first, but seeing how excited they were, maybe they felt it was a rare opportunity... I think
they just wanted to keep it as a souvenir. But I was very afraid that these photos would be posted online, and that the principal and my colleagues would see them... But I knew
I wasn't afraid of that much anymore. Instead, I retorted, "Do you want to continue this restrictive job? Would today
be a good opportunity to let loose and be yourself?"

I simply pulled down my tummy, from my waist to my thighs, and then slowly rolled down to my
toes .

They stared intently at my chest; I realized it was probably the first time they'd seen a woman's breasts.
Seeing the slight bulge in their pants, I smiled genuinely. Only Ah-Song remained focused, constantly pressing
buttons. I didn't hold back and playfully struck a pose. To overcome fear and shame and
enjoy the pleasure, I had to be bolder…

I asked them, "Does it look good without clothes on, Miss?" They laughed loudly and said yes, playfully
shoving .

I knew they wanted me to be completely naked up close, and they had many, many questions, so I said,

"Yeah, I didn't bring a bra today."

"Why didn't you bring a bra?" Chengzai seemed very curious.

"Because I like it!" I laughed and said, not every girl has to wear a bra every day. I
added .

"You're so hot, Miss X," Yasong always knew how to "tum" me. "Thanky
oo!" I was very happy.

"Miss, why don't you take off your skirt too!" Chengzai suggested.

"Miss, why are you like this? Do you really like not wearing clothes?" Why ask so directly?

"Your legs are so white."

"Your toes are so pretty."

"Are there some girls who don't wear underwear? You do too, Miss?"

"No, I've seen some..." The kids chattered away, completely forgetting I was their teacher
.

"Okay, okay!...Quiet down! Um, do you guys really want me to take off my skirt?"

"Yes..." They were hesitant, as if they were back in class.

"Why is that?" I asked gently.

"Because Miss is pretty." Ah-Song was the first to raise his hand.

"Because Miss loves me." I couldn't help but laugh at this answer.

"Because the teacher wants to too." Cheng-Zai answered.

"That's right, actually, I have a rather special interest... You could say I... sometimes
like to go naked. But this is a secret I can't let anyone know, not even your parents." "

Why?" "

Because not everyone is comfortable with going naked. Some people are afraid of being seen,
and they don't want to see others naked."

"So, if someone is as pretty as Miss, they're not afraid of being seen, so Miss can go naked
?" Ah-Song asked.

"You could say that. Everyone has their own freedom, as long as they don't commit crimes. It's not like the police
will arrest you," I said, still true to my teacher persona. "So, will you tell anyone?" I said
, twirling my fingers around the hem of my skirt as if to remove it, all the while wondering what would happen if they didn't understand...

"No, definitely not Miss X!" Everyone agreed, they'd never been so obedient before. "
Okay then, pinky swearing... is still not good, why don't you come over here... yes. Don't be afraid, hold me."
Everyone was startled and quickly came over, Ah Song was the first to step forward and hold me, the embrace getting tighter and tighter, I
could feel his penis hardening.

At this moment, I felt relieved and took off my floral skirt, only wearing my sexy panties, this was my
record for being naked in front of the most people at the same time, and three elementary school students at that! Chengzi rushed over impatiently, but touched my buttocks
tremblingly . "Don't be afraid. I trust you." Chengzi then started
grabbing me from behind with both hands, even trying to pull down my panties with his fingers.

Now I was standing in the middle of the living room, completely naked except for a semi-transparent pair of panties, with
a student in front of me and behind me, using very clumsy techniques to caress my body, and I was actually incredibly satisfied. Oh my god!
Am I sick??

"Wait!" I realized I was too excited, and my juices were slowly seeping out. I quickly put my sexy
high heels the bathroom, hurriedly sitting on the toilet. My urine and juices immediately gushed out.
This was the first time I had urinated so forcefully. Afterwards, my whole body felt like it was floating. Sitting on the toilet, I thought about
the three kids outside...

I stood up and walked out of the bathroom, forgetting to put my sexy panties back on. Some secretions were still leaking from
the inside of , but I didn't care. I gestured for my students to come into my bedroom from the bathroom. They
obediently and slowly entered. I was now lying on my single bed, spread-
eagled, completely naked except for still wearing high heels. The lewd smile on my face completely betrayed me.

Chapter Six: Departure (Part 3)

"Do you still remember what the teacher taught you? What part is this?" My legs were bent and
spread wider and wider, and I massaged my vulva under my thick pubic hair with my hands from time to time. "Missy, you have so much hair...
It's so cute, can I touch it?" Ya Song asked. "Of course you can. Miss will love it
..."

They took turns "studying" my vagina. I had never felt so ashamed, letting the boys line up to fondle my
genitals. Ah Song asked if he could insert a finger into my vagina, and Cheng Zai asked if he could touch my breasts. I
agreed to both. I asked them to take off their pants. "Let the teacher see how hard your penises are..." I was too
lazy to wait for their response. "No, the teacher also wants to know how attractive he is!"

They looked at each other, chuckled lewdly, and then took off their pants. Ah Song only took off his socks, Cheng Zai was still wearing his underwear, and
Shu Nan was even funnier. He was completely naked from the waist down, his short but hard penis standing in front of me, but he was still wearing a t-
shirt! (Based on my years of experience, it turns out that although children's penises aren't as long as adults', if
the hardness is moderate, the feeling during insertion or play is largely the same. Now, I get even more excited when I see a completely hairless
penis !)

"Hey, look, I've taken it all off, aren't you shy?... Your teacher said, and the teacher will listen to you,
okay?" His hands involuntarily played with my nipples.

And so, in the sweltering afternoon heat of nearly 30 degrees Celsius, in a unit of an old building in Kwun Tong, in a room
without air conditioning, my students and I, naked, shamelessly caressed each other's bodies.

Ah-Song and Cheng-Zai had already begun skillfully and rhythmically focusing on my vagina and breasts. I lay on the bed,
closed my and busied myself stroking this student's penis and that student's soft breasts, feeling incredibly happy.

(My master still says I looked most beautiful then, and it's still unforgettable two years later.) I
'd forgotten where I was, forgotten whether the curtains were drawn, lost in my screams and moans. The louder I screamed, the more excited
they became, completely oblivious to everything else.

Suddenly I opened my eyes. I'd almost forgotten about Shu-nan. He was kneeling by the bed, holding my feet and staring intently
. "Shu-nan, you can do whatever you want, your teacher won't resist." He then lowered his head and sucked on my nail polished
toes! The feeling of his tongue lingering on my toes and the warm saliva surrounding them was a little sore and itchy, but I tried my best to
restrain myself and cooperate. I had promised to listen to my student...

"I'm sucking again!" Matsu and Naruto were also using my body to practice their "oral skills," while I could only suck back and
forth, trying to control my rising emotions, moaning like a bitch. Suddenly Shu-nan yelled, "What are you doing?"
I still had my eyes half-open. "Missy...I..." I looked at the tree man; golden urine was
shooting out of his penis, splashing onto my calves and the bed. "Oh no!" Matsu and Naruto immediately walked away, and I quickly got up.
I grabbed his urinating penis with my hand, and in my haste, I opened my mouth wide.

I boldly opened my mouth as wide as possible, less than 2 cm from Shu Nan's penis. I braced myself on the bed with both hands
, squatting like a bitch in front of Shu Nan, while golden-yellow, slightly pungent urine kept shooting into my mouth.
I endured the smell and swallowed it down, not a drop spilled.

"And there's more, Missy!" I dared not close my mouth, afraid of soiling the sheets again, and also afraid that Shu Nan wouldn't be satisfied.
"Shu Nan, if you need to pee next time, don't be shy, tell Missy," I said,
the smell of urine . "Missy, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it in earlier. Because I really like your legs...
I waited for so long..."

"I know, it's okay, you did a good job, Miss will help you." I knew scolding him
wouldn't help , the most important thing for a kid is to know what to do in these situations in the future. "Missy, I'm in
a hurry too!" "Miss, me too." Cheng and Ya Song seemed to have read my mind. I gestured for them to get on the bed and line up
, then I lay down on the floor. Because of the height difference, they sat on my chest one by one, like playing darts,
shooting long, warm streams of urine into my mouth. I tried not to vomit and swallowed it all, my persistence only made
me cry more.

"Miss, are you alright?"

"No, I'm so happy I could faint... seeing how obedient you are."

"I can be even more obedient." "

Haha, you listen to me, and I'll listen to you in return."

Seeing their "respect" towards me makes me feel elated. This sense of superiority is more satisfying than any work or financial
gain . I've found myself easily obeying my kids. Whatever they ask me to do, I
do it. Most importantly, they react directly to whether they like it or not. If they like something, they express it without hesitation. Compared to my
previous boyfriends, who eventually stopped being moved by my actions,
the pleasure I get from obeying these kids is incomparable.

From that moment on, I had the idea of going from being their teacher to their girlfriend. No, no, it should be
a relationship more intimate than a female companion. I will listen to them 100% and teach them to control me, to use my
body to unleash their lust... After all, I teach sex education in common sense classes, and it's my responsibility
to help them grow in the best way.

To be more precise, it's about teaching them to be responsible for dominating me and becoming my lifelong masters.

Chapter 7:

Gradual Change The time we didn't get it right, although I almost couldn't resist, three hours of real sex education
was already exhausting for the three kids. If we didn't go home, their parents would worry, and besides, I was afraid my older sister would get off work, and
I wouldn't know how to explain it. The three kids obediently wore clothes, and I obediently stayed naked, giving them
a "good impression," haha. Only the kids would never be satisfied, wanting more and more, which was exactly what I, their
former teacher who had decided to become their sex slave, wanted.

I saw them off to the bus stop, wearing only a plain tank top, a khaki skirt, and ordinary slippers. I
didn't even care if I was wearing a bra. While waiting for the bus, Ah-Song complained that my skirt wasn't short enough, saying he hoped
he could . Cheng-Zai added that he wanted to see my breasts and buttocks. These two lecherous guys
are already making so many demands. I promised I would try my best to meet their requests.

However, there was a condition: they had to study just as hard in high school, and their teachers would be their
reward . Otherwise, I wouldn't see them again. I even told them to go back and "do their homework," each making a list
of three things they most wanted their teachers to do. The scope was quite broad because I didn't know how
much . After they reluctantly boarded the bus, I noticed quite a few passengers standing nearby. Did they
all hear me when I spoke loudly earlier? Why am I completely unconcerned, utterly without guilt?

Have I completely transformed into a shameless slut in just half a summer vacation? Why am I feeling a little
excited…?

I hurried away, and downstairs, the security guard, Abel, was still brazenly judging me. He'd seen me
going up and down the stairs with three students, no wonder he made wild guesses (and he was right!). I also noticed I
hadn't , and I smelled of sweat and urine. Now it was just him and me in the lobby, so embarrassing.

I know there are CCTV cameras in the elevator, and I always feel like Abel is watching me. I live on the 5th floor, and
the elevators in this old building move slowly, giving me plenty of time…

I took my keys out of my bag, unbuttoned the back of my skirt, and slowly pulled it down, letting it fall to the floor
. As soon as the elevator doors opened, I stepped out, completely naked. Walking down the corridor, if anyone
saw me through the security window, I'd be completely exposed.

The journey to my front door was fraught with anxiety. Once home, I rushed to shower and strip naked, trying my best
to wash away the lingering odor, though I had a premonition that it would be a constant companion from now on. I figured I should
get used to it.

The next morning, I didn't get up until my sister had left for work, then automatically stripped naked and walked around the house. I was
becoming increasingly accustomed to eating breakfast and watching TV naked. I took a moment to inspect my wardrobe. I
pulled out my most revealing clothes, only to find they were few; most were work clothes or
casual wear that somewhat repulsive.

I decided to take matters into my own hands. I shortened some tank tops and less frequently worn t-shirts, cutting the hems down to
just 5cm below my chest. I also cut off the middle section of my cotton underwear. Although I wouldn't wear it much anymore,
it represented my resolve: even if I did, my genitals would be exposed; a sex slave's genitals should never
be covered. I've put away many convertibles and high heels, all closed-toe. Now I can only wear
open-toe shoes, or even no shoes at all (at least at home), to fit my identity as a sex slave.

Chapter 8: Shopping

I spent the whole day checking my wardrobe, even taking out old clothes from the trunks. I found many small-sized
shirts that didn't fit properly before, but now they're wearable. These short skirts have gone from loose to tight-fitting sherry
tops, and even my high school uniform—last month I would have scoffed at them. But the styles are so
outdated; they're okay for casual wear. The conclusion is that I need more provocative, more obscene clothes to fit
my identity.

What I need isn't expensive; the cheaper the better. I no longer need to chase trends or buy designer brands.
What am I dressed up for? I know I'm just a sex slave, available to any man, willingly and
for the sake of survival. Wearing this is ultimately about achieving that goal. I don't fully
know what I want to buy yet, but I plan to try my luck in Mong Kok tomorrow.

"These checkered stockings are so comfortable...so thin, take a look?" the stocking shop owner said.

"Do you have any silk stockings?" she asked, pointing to a display of stockings in different colors and patterns, some
barely covering the calves.

"You have small feet, choose some high-top silk stockings, they're very breathable. You really like them." Damn, even women
think I'm one of them! "Here, buy a pair of leather straps to cover up, sexy
and comfortable in a panda house, convenient." I thought, convenient for what?

In the end, I bought a lot of spoils, including different kinds such as fishnet stockings, nude stockings, and checkered stockings... because
I was afraid the kids would wear them out after a few times, so I had to buy a lot to "guard the door." The proprietress even personally recommended a pair of oversized checkered stockings
that covered my entire body, called Bodysuit. I could already imagine what it would look like wearing them. Okay,
I'm going to buy some now.

"Thanks all, good business!" What good business? "Excuse me, do I really look like I'm out
doing this?" the proprietress said. "What do you mean, don't joke around! I see you're not wearing underwear, are you wearing a bra
, and you don't look like a 'bamboo shoot girl,' so what?"

I could only answer, "Yes... I don't look like I'm out doing this." The proprietress said, "Oh, I see you're not from up here
, you don't have a local accent, are you from out of town?... It's okay, many locals come here to buy things, we're cheap enough.
Yes, if you need any other underwear, bras, bellybands, remember to come back and look. If you want to buy shoes,
I can also recommend some."

I grabbed the address she gave me, and walked a few blocks along the women's street to get there. This upstairs shop specializes in some kimonos.
At the Nike Boots store, the first thing you see upon entering is a wide variety of leather boots and skirts. Further in, there are
many high heels in various colors and fluorescent shades, but of course, the most common are Shiny Blacks. I
tried on a pair of 6-inch super-thick pink open-toe platform shoes.

Basically, the entire sole is half a foot of transparent tape, just two leather straps wrapped around my ankles. Standing up
, I couldn't even balance while walking, but they were really stylish, making me look taller and elongating my figure. Even walking slowly, my butt swayed from side to side
. However, I need to practice walking again; otherwise, walking slowly in high heels would definitely obstruct the street.
The shoes are also quite heavy; even while sleeping, it takes quite a bit of leg strength to support the shoes with my feet in mid-air.

Besides that, I also bought two pairs of open-toe high heels, which were quite expensive. Luckily, the hosiery shop
owner recommended a discount, but if I don't buy more, I'll really go broke. Things like leather jackets will have to wait
until next time. I need to think about how to find some extra money to help with my clothes shopping.

Today was truly a fruitful day. Before leaving, I also bought a really pretty, shiny metal chain dog collar. The shopkeeper said it was non-
fitted and could be exchanged, so I asked him to show me how to put it on. Unexpectedly, it was all fitted…

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