The local tyrant at school

That was about ten years ago, not long after Ya-wen and I got married. Ya-wen had only been out of school for a few years and hadn't found a job yet. I was just a low-level employee at my company in Beijing, doing odd jobs all day. That summer, the company sold a campus radio station to XX School in Baoding City. After a few days of use, it developed a minor problem, and the company sent me to repair it. I was scheduled to go on Saturday afternoon, stay overnight, and return to Beijing on Sunday afternoon after the repairs were completed.

Since the travel expenses were reimbursed, I asked Ya-wen if she wanted to come with me. Ya-wen had nothing to do at home and was happy to go with me.

After checking into the hotel on Saturday night, I learned that the radio station problem had been fixed, but the principal still welcomed me to visit the next morning.

The next day, Ya-wen and I slept until after 9 a.m. at the hotel. When I finished getting ready and went out, I was surprised to find that Ya-wen was wearing a very short skirt. I quickly asked her why she was wearing that. Ya-wen said: "I saw the weather forecast, and it's going to be very hot here these days, so I only brought a short skirt. I'm only staying for one night, so I didn't bring any other clothes. Besides, my trousers from yesterday are already dirty."

I had no choice but to accept this and took a taxi to the school. As soon as I entered the school gate, I saw Principal Gao greeting me at the entrance. I hurriedly went forward to shake hands with him, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then introduced my beloved wife, Ya-wen. When Principal Gao saw Ya-wen, his expression froze: his gaze swept from Ya-wen's beautiful face to her slender waist, down past her black miniskirt to her long, shapely legs in stockings, staring for a good half minute before finally settling on her delicate ankles and her 8-centimeter black high heels.

Ya-wen and I were both a little embarrassed, and the principal also noticed the awkwardness. He quickly averted his gaze and extended both hands to shake Ya-wen's.

Ya-wen politely extended her fair right hand, which the principal firmly grasped. He stroked it several times before letting go, and then led us to the equipment room to look at the radio equipment. Ya-wen, who had been smiling in front of the principal, immediately frowned and pouted at me as soon as he turned away. I quietly made a "shh" gesture to signal her not to react. I inspected the equipment but didn't find anything wrong. The principal accompanied us on a walk around the campus. After a while, we arrived at the playground, and Ya-wen noticed a kindergarten nearby, connected to the playground, with a swing set. Suddenly feeling playful again, she ran over and started swinging. The principal glanced back at Ya-wen's retreating figure and said, "Xiao Wang, your wife is really nice." I didn't know what he meant by "nice," so I just hummed in response.

The principal and I chatted as we slowly walked towards the swing set. Ya-wen swung a few times, but perhaps finding her high heels in the way, she simply kicked them off and swung freely. Just then, a middle school student appeared out of nowhere. He looked quite honest and came up to Ya-wen, staring at her silk-stockinged legs. Because her miniskirt was blown up by the wind while she was swinging, her underwear was completely exposed. Ya-wen felt a little shy and slowly stopped. Before she had even come to a complete stop, the middle school student asked, "Auntie, are you a new teacher?" "No," Ya-wen replied. "What are you wearing on your legs? They're sparkly." "Oh, they're stockings." Ya-wen thought the student was naive and answered him directly.

"But the stockings our female teachers wear are different from yours." As he spoke, the middle school student approached and reached out to touch the stockings on Ya-wen's knee. "How are they different?" Ya-wen didn't stop him, unsure whether the child was curious or lustful. "The teacher's stockings only go this far. They're not as long as yours." As he spoke, the child reached out and touched the stockings at the mid-thigh of Ya-wen's thigh. "Oh, those are thigh-highs. Auntie's are called pantyhose." Ya-wen smiled sweetly at the child and answered earnestly.

"Is that so?" As he spoke, his hand reached inside her short skirt. Ya-wen realized something was wrong, but she couldn't do anything about it. She reached out to block him, but found that the child was quite strong and couldn't stop him. Just then, the principal, who was still more than ten meters away from the swing, shouted loudly, "Da-yong, don't mess around!" Although his voice wasn't loud, it startled the student, who quickly withdrew his hand and took three steps back. The principal walked over and said to Ya Wen, "This is my son, Gao Dayong. He's in his third year of junior high. He's a mischievous kid, please don't mind him." I thought to myself, he must be a second-generation official; he's probably done something bad at school. Ya Wen quickly smiled at the principal and said, "It's alright, Principal." Then she tried to get off the swing. Because the swing was still a bit wobbly, Ya Wen knocked over her high heel when she stretched out her right leg. The principal said, "Let me help you." He quickly came over, squatted down, grabbed Ya Wen's right foot with one hand and her high heel with the other, and put her right high heel back on. Ya Wen tried to get up and put on her other shoe, but when she lifted her bottom, she lost her balance and her left stockinged leg ended up completely in the principal's arms. The principal touched her stockinged leg a few times before finally putting on Ya Wen's left high heel. Dayong,

who was standing nearby, watched and smiled slightly.

Ya Wen straightened her clothes and said she needed to use the restroom. Dayong pointed to a separate restroom next to them and led Ya Wen there. The principal and I continued our tour. After Ya-Wen went into the restroom, Da-Yong came out and wandered around. Just then, a tall boy who looked like a high school student walked in from outside, carrying a basketball. He looked like he exercised regularly and was very strong. Da-Yong seemed to know them and went over to them, whispering for a while. I felt something was off, told the principal I was just looking around, and then walked over alone. I couldn't hear what they were whispering about, but at the end, Da-Yong loudly told them, "Remember, after you settle this, I'll have Teacher Bai Jie give you private tutoring while wearing stockings!" Then the two of them walked towards the restroom. I knew something was wrong. I quickly went around to the other side of the restroom to see if I could spot anything beforehand. The other side of the restroom had frosted glass windows, and perhaps to let in some air, the windows were left with a large gap. So, everything inside was clearly visible.

At that moment, Ya-Wen had just finished using the restroom and stood up to adjust her short skirt. The two of them stormed in. Da Yong spoke first to Ya Wen, "Did you pay for the toilet?" Ya Wen looked puzzled and said, "Pay? How much?" Da Yong said, "100!" The high school student hurriedly added, "100 for peeing, 1000 for pooping." Ya Wen, being kept in the dark, had no choice but to compromise and say, "Then I'll give you 100." The high school student said, "No, you're pooping." Ya Wen retorted, "I didn't poop, why are you talking nonsense?" The high school student said, "I smelled it!" Ya Wen stammered angrily, "You, what do you want to do?" Da Yong said, "It's fine if you don't pay, but..." "But what?" "Play with us!" The two lecherous men chuckled wickedly. Ya Wen knew she had fallen into a pack of wolves. Trying to calm herself, she said, "You, you're committing a crime. Aren't you afraid I'll report you to the police and have you arrested!" "Haha!" the tall boy laughed. "You didn't even ask who my dad is!" Da Yong said, "In Baoding, everyone knows his dad is Li Gang! The deputy director of the Public Security Bureau!" Ya Wen knew her chances of survival were slim and tried to take out her phone to call me. The high school student punched Ya Wen in the stomach. Ya Wen cried out and sat down on the toilet (it was a sit-down toilet), her phone falling to the side. She didn't dare resist at all. The two perverts immediately tied Ya Wen's hands to the water pipe behind her. Da Yong squatted in front of Ya Wen, picked up her left foot, and stroked and kissed the instep of her stockinged foot. The high school student picked up Ya Wen's right foot, took off her black high heels, and buried his face in her stockinged toes, kissing them. Da Yong hurriedly stopped her: "We agreed it was just for fun, not rape. You can't take off a beautiful woman's clothes. Qi Ming, quickly put her high heels back on." (It was then that I learned this Li Gang's son was named Li Qi Ming.) Qi Ming said unhappily, "Her high heels weren't on properly, they fell off by themselves!" Da Yong didn't want to provoke him, and said, "Then I'll put them back on for the beautiful woman in a bit." Ya Wen could only submit to his will, her face flushed, and she lowered her head. Da Yong touched Ya Wen's instep down to her calf, then to her thigh, and finally buried his head in Ya Wen's short skirt, kissing the stockings at her crotch. Qi Ming pressed his large penis against the soles of Ya Wen's silk-stockinged feet, rubbing it back and forth. Da Yong raised his head and said, "Beautiful woman, your stockings are a little torn here." With that, he ripped a large hole in Ya Wen's stockings at her crotch. Looking inside: the thong was deeply stuck inside her vagina. Da Yong said, "Beautiful woman, it seems like something is being sucked in down there." After saying that, he pulled on the thin string of the thong and swung it back and forth inside her vagina. Ya-Wen knew she was about to lose her virginity, and with her last bit of strength, she swayed her body, trying to avoid the lecherous man. But it was all in vain!

I stood outside the window, feeling uneasy. On one hand, I thought Ya-wen looked much sexier than usual at home, and I really wanted to join in the gang rape, fantasizing about how great it would be if I were Da-yong. On the other hand, I was afraid Ya-wen would get hurt. Unable to think of a solution, I could only observe from there, hoping to intervene in an emergency. Da-yong mischievously placed his right middle finger at the entrance of Ya-wen's vagina and said, "Beautiful lady, let's see if your little hole can suck my finger in. If it can, don't say we raped you later! You asked for it." Before Ya-wen could say anything, Da-yong thrust his middle finger all the way into her vagina with a "plop." Ya-wen let out a soft "Ah." I, standing outside the window, really didn't know if my wife was in pain or enjoying it. Then Da-yong rapidly thrust his middle finger in and out, occasionally swaying it from side to side. Ya-wen's legs actually lifted slightly, her toes pointed, her head tilted back. Qi-ming had been masturbating with Ya-wen's silk-clad feet. Da-yong pulled out his large penis and repeatedly pounded it against Ya-wen's vaginal opening. While having sex with Ya Wen, Qi Ming said, "Girls from big cities are definitely more seductive than girls from our small towns!" He then masturbated with Ya Wen's silk-stockinged feet, asking, "How many girls have you slept with?" Da Yong continued, "I've slept with every pretty female teacher in the school! Haha! The new English teacher—Ming Yan—I've fucked her until she wants it every day! Ha." Qi Ming said, "Impressive, Teacher Ming just graduated from university and you've already taken her. Having a principal as a father is great! If you're too tired, call me for help." "Didn't we agree earlier that you'd fuck the Chinese teacher, Bai Jie? And your dad is the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, much more powerful than mine! He can beat whoever he wants, arrest whoever he wants. He's like a local tyrant in Baoding!" "That's true. We'll share the good fortune." "Share it, share it!" Da Yong said, increasing the force of his thrusts. Hearing this, I was furious: these second-generation officials were running rampant in this small town, completely lawless. But I was also a little scared; I really didn't dare offend these people.

Ya-Wen's eyes were glazed over, she was humming something, her legs were spread wider, her toes and calves were stretched straight, her face was flushed, she seemed to want to moan but was too shy, so she bit her lower lip hard. Perhaps because she was so young, her glans was very sensitive. Da-Yong ejaculated after a few more minutes. Qi-Ming also ejaculated a little on Ya-Wen's feet. The two boys untied Ya-Wen's ropes and said, "That's enough for today! If you dare tell anyone, you'll be in big trouble!" Ya-Wen trembled as she straightened her skirt, head down, silent. After the two left, Ya-Wen hurriedly wiped the semen from the soles of her feet with tissues. More than ten minutes later, she came out of the bathroom.

I rushed to meet her and asked why it had taken so long. Ya-Wen looked displeased, but said her stomach hurt. I looked closely and saw that the red mark from biting her lower lip hadn't disappeared yet. Then we hurriedly said goodbye to the principal and returned to Beijing.

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